Somebody Else

I am a different person that anybody sees
I don’t like how people say how great it would be to be me
I hide inside my little shell
Because if they knew the sorrow I hold
They wouldn’t want to be my friend
The all let out their problems
They look down on “perfect” me
But if they saw the scars I posses
They wouldn’t think the same things
Sadness, worry holds me in
I don’t even know how to begin
To tell everyone of the pain I hold
So I just sit still with my eyes closed
Dreaming of a day were happiness will come
Until then I stay and sit
Listening to the problems that exist

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