What They Don't See

(T) Something I used to show the differences between my facade and my reality, because people always told me I can't be upset 'cos I'm too happy. This shows what actually goes on.

They don't know what happens when I get home
In darkened rooms behind closed doors.
They don't know what goes on when I'm alone
And face what scares me to the core

They don't know how after I'm strong
I let out the weakness I hid all along
How the quirky smile soon turns to tears
And my bravery succumbs to my darkest fears

They don't know how my exterior shell
Prevents them from seeing my personal hell
How i only wear my long-sleeved shirt
To hide all the signs of pain and hurt

They don't know how my happiness fades
And my determination starts to decay
How everything I used to love
Is now something I've become sick of

They don't know how my laid-back attitude
Conceals my hard pain and want for solitude
How feelings of happiness and of care
Are now feelings of sorror and of despair

They don't know what happens when I get home
They don't know what goes on when I'm alone

Author's Note

I'm very proud of this one - it tooks ages to do, and it's my best one, in my opinion.