You can see i’m really mest up
I pretend i ain’t but i am
Sometimes i ever cry, you can say i’m to sensitive
But i don’t wishing you the feeling that i feel now, not now not ever
Nobody knows what i really feel
I smile and pretend i’m happy, that there isn’t anything wrong with me
But if you look at me you see a lie it’s not me that you see
but a big lie that i pretend to be
sometimes i just wanna scream
say ‘’hello do you see me, don’t you see i’m mest up
and look that’s who i am really just a mest up person’’
But then i ask myself who will turn his head and ask me
‘‘what’s wrong girl…’’
If i think about it, it hurt me but there will be nobody, that’s the hard truth
You think that you have plenty of friends.
But the truth is at the end, there isn’t anyone, you will be alone
And that’s how i sometimes feel like i’m alone in this cruel world
And i can scream so loud i want,

Nobody will answer….