Nobody knows the real me. Nobody knows what I’m like under
this mask.
Nobody knows how many times I’ve sat in my room and cried. Nobody
knows I’ve lost hope, how many times I’ve been let down. Nobody knows how many
times I’ve had to hold back to tears, how many times I’ve felt like I’m about
to snap but don’t just for the sake of others. Nobody knows how many times I
wondering what the purpose is or why I’m here even if no one needs me.
Nobody knows the thoughts that have gone through my head
whenever I’m sad, and horrible they truly are. Nobody knows how I’ve regret
something that would I do but I encage intention.
Nobody knows what I have a big dream that I’m not sure it will
happen.
Nobody knows how much I love someone even if he don’t know
about this feeling. Nobody knows how many times I’ve been hurt by someone that
I love..someone that I believes. Nobody knows how I wish he’s mine.
Nobody knows how I’m so loyal with my friends. Nobody knows
how I sacrifice of my own for others happiness. Nobody knows how I try to do
the best for around me but they aren’t appreciate it.
Nobody knows how much I want running away from this cruel
life for a while, having fun and forget bad of everything for a while.
