It’s crazy that no one will know how I feel
I put my thoughts out there but just so I can understand them
I don’t know why I think other people get it
They are not me
They don’t have the same brain as me
They can’t see what I see
Feel what I feel
Understand what I do
Yet I open my heart to them
Why?
It makes me a good person?
To who?
Everyone sees me for what I am
I don’t know why I hide behind a smile
I guess I can understand why it’s the happiest people that pass
Because it’s never really happiness
It’s the sadness getting Buried
Just because you don’t see it doesn’t mean it’s not there
Just because you see a smile doesn’t mean it’s actually there
I feel i I wear a mask
I want to be free
I want to understand what free is
Why did I have to be a person
Life is hard
Why couldn’t I be a bird
Big or small
I can be free with the only worry of getting shot down
In life there’s more to being shot down
Because u can get shot down a million times
And I try to get up and I do
But I always wonder why
Why do I get up
Why am I here for another day
Is it really worth it
Am I really worth it?