I hide myself from the world, and no one knows the real me.
Because I never show it to anyone, I lock them all out.
They all see a chipper caring soul, who’s there rain or shine.
But I bet no one knows, the dark and depressed “I hate the world” side.
I have different personalities, one for each life I live.
Church, home, and school, my “secret” group of friends.
I want them all the become one, no more running around.
I could be the same wherever I went, not a care in the world.
Because I’d be living my life, as the true me deep inside.
The one no one knows, because I can’t find it, and have no help.
Nobody cares because nobody knows
And I hide it real well, because it never seems to show.
But I hold back so much of me, I just want to break free.
I don’t fit in, no matter where I happen to go.
I’ve given weird looks, confusion emerges, and I’m lost once again.
So many secrets I keep hidden, locked deep inside
So no one will notice, or find out, what’s really on my mind.
The pain and hurt is so bad, my wounds are so deep.
But who’s there to turn to? I’m the “nice girl” always overlooked.
No it’s true, I really have no one to turn to.
Because no one knows me, it’s my own darn fault.
I never let anyone in, and I hide all my pain
I’ve got nothing to lose, yet nothing to gain.
So who cares anymore? I’m sick of this hurt.
I want to speak up, but it seems I continue,
To keep my secrets to myself, not telling you you or you.
 
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