She walks looking down
she walks with a twist
Her real self concealed
her real self doesn't exist
He walks like he owns them
he walks with self esteem
He puts on a face
he's who they want him to be
She works two jobs
she works herself to the bone
She's caring for a child
she's all on her own
He's in the family buisness
he's tired of it all
He wants to be his own person
he doesn't want to hide behind a wall
She's scared to tell her parents
she's terrified what they'll do
She sits with a razor blade
she cries over her passed and future too
These people you see
we see them day to day
But we don't see the hurt
and suffering in every way
Six billion people roam this earth
day to day camoflauging reality
Six billion people scared to death
of who they can really be
When you see a person
what thoughts cross your mind?
There's a story to each
and a truth behind each lie
Aug 27, 2010
Aug 27, 2010 at 12:44 PM UTC
She walks looking down
she walks with a twist
Her real self concealed
her real self doesn't exist
He walks like he owns them
he walks with self esteem
He puts on a face
he's who they want him to be
She works two jobs
she works herself to the bone
She's caring for a child
she's all on her own
He's in the family buisness
he's tired of it all
He wants to be his own person
he doesn't want to hide behind a wall
She's scared to tell her parents
she's terrified what they'll do
She sits with a razor blade
she cries over her passed and future too
These people you see
we see them day to day
But we don't see the hurt
and suffering in every way
Six billion people roam this earth
day to day camoflauging reality
Six billion people scared to death
of who they can really be
When you see a person
what thoughts cross your mind?
There's a story to each
and a truth behind each lie
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