They think it’s easy
They all think it’s easy
It’s just so easy to be me
I get good grades
I have nice friends
Why shouldn’t I be happy?
I guess if I saw myself
From the outside
I’d think the same thing too
But it’s too late
I've seen what’s inside
I’ve seen the bruises, all black and blue
From seeing my little sister
Cry herself to sleep
My older sister fall apart
Seeing my parents slowly die
Both trapped inside
Their own unforgiving hearts
From getting my hope
Torn away from me slowly
Again and again and again
From hating myself
Becoming someone I’m not
Just going through all the motions
From almost giving up
Every day, every hour
Because I still don’t see the point
Why are we still trapped inside
These little white lies
These fake lives tearing us apart
I have to live with knowing
The truth about disaster
That there are words you can never take back
They’re not even my words to take
They’re my words to hear
They further my heart’s deep, dark cracks
So, yeah, I’m pretty
And people like me
I’m smart, funny, and athletic too
But way behind
These facades we call eyes
There are bruises, all black and blue