Why do people think that they know me?
I’m not the person you see,
when I laugh at the outside
I keep my feelings inside,
nobody can read my mind
as you can’t see when you’re blind.

No one can wreck this wall,
you can’t climb over it because it’s too tall,
this wall you can’t get through,
even if you wanted to.

Words are often too hard,
they’re meant to be pierced right through the heart
but when you’ve a wall you can hide behind,
these poisoned arrows can’t reach your mind.

No one can wreck this wall,
you can’t climb over it because it’s too tall,
this wall you can’t get through,
even if you wanted to.

A book full of emotions no one will ever be able to read,
a combination of letters to make the words you need
is a secret that I keep,
you can’t pass this emotional ravine so deep,
so many people tried to get through me
but no one will ever know the person I’m and will be.