Sitting Here
I sit here wondering everyday why I wished it were all ok.
Behind my smiles lies the truth,
a painful, breaking, hurtful truth.
Behind these scars lies their stories,
their suicidal, harmful worries.
And you think I'm ok, but I'm screaming inside.
These stabbing secrets that I just must hide.
And I'm lying to you, as well as myself.
Waiting for a hand offering their help.
And I sit here wishing it'd all go away,
'cause i just can't face it, I'm just to afraid.
And I know I've got problems hidden inside,
but no matter how hard I try , their just to hard to find.
So I sit here, silent, bleeding inside,
when the person you know is all just a lie.
Behind my smiles lies the truth,
a painful, breaking, hurtful truth.
Behind these scars lies their stories,
their suicidal, harmful worries.
And you think I'm ok, but I'm screaming inside.
These stabbing secrets that I just must hide.
And I'm lying to you, as well as myself.
Waiting for a hand offering their help.
And I sit here wishing it'd all go away,
'cause i just can't face it, I'm just to afraid.
And I know I've got problems hidden inside,
but no matter how hard I try , their just to hard to find.
So I sit here, silent, bleeding inside,
when the person you know is all just a lie.