Underneath all the fake smiles, there are secrets that are yet to be told..but must not be spoken, they are to be held.
Afraid of the ending. She keeps her mouth shut, afraid of what she'll do is they are said..

Underneath all the clothes isn't just her body but a body that holds the scars that she ahd left on her. Scars that hold the fake smiles, and secrets.
The scars permanetly burn her until she feels like she can't tale it anymore.

Underneath the burning is her pain and suffering. She wants to cry and be held in the comfort of someone who will love her.

They can't see her-She can see them