You think you know me but you don’t
You know nothing about me
You don’t know how many tears I cried, how many times I died.
If you knew me you would know when I’m joking
you would know me instead of this guarded façade.
You would know me, the one everybody rarely sees.
You would see the girl crying in the corner.
You would finally see the pathetic girl I try to hide inside.
You would see the nice person I locked away and never believe it was me.
You would see the young smiling girl I used to be.
The one who tried to keep smiling day in and out
Even when her life was falling apart before her eyes
So I’m sorry if I hurt you now but, I can’t let you in.
There are sides of me that shall remain guarded because I’ve been hurt before.
I won’t apologize anymore for simple protecting me but I wish someday someone will see the real me.
To catch a glimpse of my old smile the one that is not constantly forced on me.
I wish truly to show the old me but I never want to be that pathetic girl hurt again hurt by the world she lives in.
Never again though will I apologize for who I am now.