Nobody Knows

Nobody knows
How much it hurts
To watch you, day after day,
And know you don’t feel the same way.

Nobody knows
How much it hurts
To be forced into a living masquerade,
Pretending to happy while your arm stings from the blade.

Nobody knows
How much it hurts
To be unable to trust your closest friend
Out of fear they’ll tell that you wish for the end.

Nobody knows
How much it hurts.

[[Ehh i know it's bad but i wrote it at like 11.00 pm and i need sleep.. so yeah.. criticise all you want i don't mine...]]