They do not know who YOU are,
They see the surface, they don't see the scars,
You've made them believe that you are fine,
But it's tough to look tough all the time.
You keep melting like a candle,
While they keep reveling in your lights,
You rest hollow like a dead log,
That was hollowed by termites,
They don't notice and go on with their merry happy riff,
While you sit like a rock, waiting to roll down a cliff.
I couldn't help but notice,
Your deep, sad eyes,
Won't call your scars beautiful,
I want to get past your disguise,
I want to know the worst of you,
And I think - I'll show you mine too,
We can be birds of a feather,
We will do worse together,
Coz there is nothing right or wrong,
Around me you need'nt pretend to be strong.
Some days are so hard,
You struggle to make it through,
You wanna run from it all,
But they're sitting right across from you,
So.. much to say, but none qualified to listen,
They wouldn't get it anyway, it's better kept all hidden,
They don't want to know who YOU are,
They see the surface, they don't see the scars.
My darling, my dearest, I long to be your safe place,
Where you can run anytime and bury your sweet little face,
You can cry for hours and hours on my lap,
You can cuss or fight or laugh or snap,
We will dance and sing all our worries away,
Life won't be so bad if you just let me stay..
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