As you sit there, you will never know.
You will never know the thoughts that run through my mind.
You see a girl with a shining smile, with confidence galore.
But I know what I hide.
Even now, you sit over there
With the smile I love so much.
I know you have an idea, you say you see it in my eyes.
But you'll never truly know what goes through my mind.
The deamons I see at night.
During the day,
They haunt me and I can never make them go away.
You will never be able to help me fight them off,
Because even I never know where they are.
Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 4:00 PM UTC
As you sit there, you will never know.
You will never know the thoughts that run through my mind.
You see a girl with a shining smile, with confidence galore.
But I know what I hide.
Even now, you sit over there
With the smile I love so much.
I know you have an idea, you say you see it in my eyes.
But you'll never truly know what goes through my mind.
The deamons I see at night.
During the day,
They haunt me and I can never make them go away.
You will never be able to help me fight them off,
Because even I never know where they are.
For Joey, who always seems to know what to say.
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