She's pretty faced and put together,
She must have the best life ever.
Is what people thought of her.
But if they only knew,
What she goes through,
When she goes home...
You're a grown-up whose been told,
That in today's world.
You must mask your troubles,
Ignore your struggles,
Lock them in a tiny bubble.
Force that smile,
Because sharing pain ain't grown-up style...
How do I heal? From all this pain and anger I feel, What happened was real, My innocence they did
I haven’t seen you since you were ten, And we’ll probably never see each other again. But trust me
Since Christmas I have been depressed, As to why, I’ll let you guess. Now, this depression wasn’t as bad, As
