the hidden truth
my hidden truth
is in this little booth
of skin and toughness
lost in darkness
is a depressed and lonely girl
who hates the world
a girl that is a fake
that would never make
a real smile or laugh
the real me is on a raft
never able to break free
and falls from trees
a girl that keeps things bottled up
the would someday cry and fill a cup
1,2,3
the phone rung
and now im hung
no one got to know the real me
