I feel like I'm all alone
Like no one could ever understand what I feel
I know that they don't like me
But I don't care anyway
I hate being judged by them
Because they only know a part of my story
They don't know the true me
But why would I care to what they feel about me?
Why?
I don't know either, maybe I just feel a bit sad
Because I know myself is way better than what they think of me
Why can't I be true?
How many times will I keep on smiling while broken inside
I think I'm really going to say sorry for being like this
For being rude and bad
For being sensitive and sad
Why of all people, I'm the miserable one
If only they knew my whole story will they understand?
I hope so, someday
But right now, I need to be tough
And prove to them what I'm capable of
I won't gave up easily
And I will give them the person that they want me to be
