Can you see the real me?
Even if it's behind a tree?
Can you see the pain I'm in?
What has he done to me?
Look at my arms? My stomach?
The pain is deep and it's suffocating me.
There are needles and knives, carved "loser" on my side.
Can you see the real me?
Maybe you could see the real me if I wasn't covered in clothes!
Can you see the real me?
I wish I had a new life,
Better than the one I'm in now!
Wish I wasn't ever born, 'cause I would have never been torn inside like this before.
Wish I had another life, so I can hide the one I'm in now!
Can you see the real me?