You Would Never Know...

Wanna hear a part of my story?

I tried to hide my history,

And covered it under my smile, as always;

So you would never know...

It was a phase when some hands of meh;

Took control of me,

And ended all the goodness alive in,

Which made me hard to breathe,

When I was tryin' to scream and no one could hear that;

And I tried to hurt myself being my own ruin...

Some easily get jealous or judge the value of hard work,

Without knowin' the pain, how much it cost;

And simply we're under that stubborn betrayal of shot...

Just as my secrets are hidden in my writings, you would never know...

Sporadically, I feel like an accident, 

When people look into my eyes and fall like they were thrown,

Never checked on the passenger, cuz they just want the free show again;

But I want you to know,

So high I went on for this show,

Where I was constantly tryna' fight somethin' that my eyes can't see;

And it's hard to talk and feel heard when you always feel like a useless stuff good as a burden;

But if I pull back the curtain, then maybe some who's hurtin';

Will be a little more certain, as they're not the only ones lost...

But you never know...