Hidden pain
The pages of my diary are written in black and red
Series of locks, I can't risk it being read
My shoulders are heavy with self doubt and guilt
I have to bear my sins alone and of those I have led
Though I am melting inside I have to be strong as I lead
I have to deal with this monster I have fed
Because it seems like my demons want to break lose
and I am losing my head
Hidden pain
Doubt and fear these feelings inside
I know there's no going back once I decide
Songs of redemption are prayers I recite
Am I alone? I wonder while I cry
Hidden pain
every morning i wake up with a weight on my heart Church bells ring and the mosque call the Azan Then I realised the whole world is just like me
Hidden pain
