Head Held High

People tell me it's important

To hold your head up high.

As if holding my head down low

Would warn people I'm insecure.

Yeah, right.

What's important is to not let people

See the pain inside.

To hold up a wall too thick to break down.

People tell me it's better for me.

As if I really care?

People always tell me what to do,

How to do it, when to do it.

Like I really fricken care?

I burry myself in a hole

Where no one can get me.

Where I can't even dig myself out.

It's better that way,

Too many people telling me to grab a shovel,

Dig yourself out before you get any deeper.

Do they not realize it's too late?

That I'm so down under that there is no hope?

People tell me to keep your head held high,

Shoulders squared and keep a smile on my face.

I'd rather hide is my sorrow,

Keep everyone guessing when I'm going to downfall.

Keep your head held high.

Yeah, how about you do that

And I laugh in my sorrow as you can't keep people

From not knowing your own insecurities.

I'm fine just the way I am.