Asking Why?

You ask questions
You ask about the lie
You ask about the secrets
Then you ask why???

Why are you hiding the skeletons?
Why do you keep those secrets?
Why do you keep those lies?
Then if you wanna know...

I'll tell you why!

My life is a mess
I'm way over depressed
I used to cut myself to see how much I bleed
What??? You think everything will ever be the same to me???

I know I'm bad
But because I'm sad
You think I like my life?
You know when *he* got the perfect wife?!?

These things are the secrets...
These things are MY lies...
So why...
Do you love to see me cry???

I have changed A lot
I'm not doing drugs
Even if I've been offered some
I stuck it out and I kept strong
I didn't break down like some kids at home!!!

This makes me, me
This is who I am
If you can't understand
Nobody can!!!