Im not that, how it seemsI feel skin deep of me somewhere…
i count on the make-up to cover it all fear on my face
Crying myself to sleep cause i cannot keep their attention, breathing
thought i could be strong
but life is hard and it's killing me
someone hear my cry?
that how I'm dying for each new day of life
I don’t know how would i…but everyone wants me to stay just beautiful, clean
Just want to be worthy of love, so beautiful
Sometimes I wish I was someone, other than me
not like fighting to make the mirror happy, everytime
and trying to find whatever is missing inside of me
I don’t want anyone just step inside my heart, and see how im scared, alone
even I've been watching myself from distance
The distance sees through so many masks on my face
and I try to find my real face of them…everytime
that’s the feeling, enough to heal my soul
I keep myself in dark…dark as I couldn’t feel myself there…
Where no one cares, who im, how do I look…
somehow it matters more to me , to feel in disturbing everything around me…
I'll endure my sufferings, place onto me the burden everytime in my mind
My real face blurring, now can’t even inhale the air behind so many covers on it
Pushing it to deadly poison and darkness in my world of shines…
Im desperate, to see myself once without these wrappers…
Perhaps, this life like nightmares
Everything there, but nothing
live beside a person, who never noticed how miserable my life
but I live through him
and I want to live with him…but other way
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