Behind +

You dont get it,
You dont see,
What you are looking at,
Isnt really me.

Behind all the secrets,
Behind all the scars,
Theres a torn, broken girl,
With feelings she guards.

Locked away,
Never to be found,
No one can help her,
Never to make a sound.

She is all by herself,
Sitting all alone,
She pulls up her sleeve,
And the scars are shown.

Only to herself,
Others cannot see,
What would they think?
Pain the reality

Shes made mistakes,
And this is one more,
But what can she do?
Blood on what she wore...