Hidden
Did you know
Hidden by my skin there are some scars
Some are recent, some have been there for years
Did you know it doesn’t even hurt
It never really hurts, but there are tears
Do you want the real story or do you prefer the lie
Do you want to see me smile, or maybe see me cry
Do you want to follow or let me go alone
For then never to know
Have you seen the way I act sometimes
And when you ask I’ll say that I’m okay
Have you seen how well I pretend
Laughig out loud before I looks away
Do you want the real story or do you prefer the lie
Do you want to see me smile, or maybe see me cry
Do you want to follow or let me go alone