Nobody knows the real me
Nobody knows how many times I've rushed into my room and cried
How manny times I've lost hope
How many times I've been let down
Nobody knows the amount of tears
I've held back
Or how manny times I was really just about to snap but I don't just for the sake of others
Nobody knows the real me
and nobody will unless I do something about it
Nobody realizes that they give me an opportunity to feel free everyday
But I decline it saying "No No I am alright" or maybe "What?! don't worry I am fine"
Nobody knows how much I really need to run through a field of grass with somebody by my side
Somebody that knows
Well that's just too bad
because no body knows that I do want somebody to know.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 10:20 AM UTC
Nobody knows the real me
Nobody knows how many times I've rushed into my room and cried
How manny times I've lost hope
How many times I've been let down
Nobody knows the amount of tears
I've held back
Or how manny times I was really just about to snap but I don't just for the sake of others
Nobody knows the real me
and nobody will unless I do something about it
Nobody realizes that they give me an opportunity to feel free everyday
But I decline it saying "No No I am alright" or maybe "What?! don't worry I am fine"
Nobody knows how much I really need to run through a field of grass with somebody by my side
Somebody that knows
Well that's just too bad
because no body knows that I do want somebody to know.
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