I open my eyes
and i can finally see
the real you
but you never
seen the real me
the one who cries in the inside
and smiles through pain
Screams in my head
Telling me i should just kill myself
But im too young to die.....
Confused , hurt , and......well i dont know anymore
I try to forget and have a few laughs
Laugh at how im broken
Laugh at how i smile
and laugh at how idiotic i am for letting people in for once
i should of just stayed shut and stay in that dark corner i call home
I should of just been the outcast with no friends
the nerd with the weird identity
The girl with the black bookbag and orange sweater
the athletic one who didnt care about people around her
the one who was insecure about her teeth and hair
the one who was nothing but a rock in the dust
while everyone shone bright and smiled
Maybe i can start over and go back to being the loner
Just maybe....
