"What's wrong Baby tell me." But these are not the thoughts About you and me These are not the emotions I enjoy showing These are the thoughts that keep me up at night These are why myself and I fight These are my darkest secrets The ones where I trust no one to keep them These are the feelings that consume me These are the emotions better left unseen These are why I hide And these are why I cry And these are why I lie. These are the emotions I don't let others see And these are the emotions that try to drown me.
Sometimes it's hard to give people the answers they want. Sometimes it's even harder to hide the answers.