She cuts where no one can see,
No happiness is the only weakness in me.
She hides the pain,
Although it's almost making her go insane.
She screams where no one can hear,
But it's almost to much to bear.

If you could only see,
Then you might know what it's like to be me.
If you could only feel,
Then you might see what she has to do to deal.
If you ever learned,
She knows you would be concerned.

She will never show you,
So you will never know what she goes through.
She will never let you in,
But she apologizes for her sins.
She will never speak a word about it,
Because then everyone will know she's a misfit.