I build up walls around myself to make me look tough,
I act like nothing bothers me, as if I have no feelings,
I reinforce these walls with imitated carelessness,
To show nothing can bother me,
However that’s a lie.
Behind those reinforced walls,
Is a vulnerable young boy,
One who wants to cry when things get tough,
Who wants to give up when everything is just going wrong,
Who stays up late due to a mind full of problems,
But you can’t tell anyone, promise?
It’ll be our little secret..