• I would feel ashamed
    If my story was written on all the walls
    I don't want people to look at me
    Because I know what they think
    I think.
    And they don't know me at all.

    I don't always think black and white
    It's just how people made me think.
    I want to put off my mask and wish
    that I could be myself.
    Whithout judges who are looking at me.
    People are mean.

    If I would close my heart
    No one would ever hurt me again.
    But it's good to be hurt.
    Because you can learn
    And it's good to be closed
    For some people.

    And if you see me smiling.
    Say : hey it's fake.
    Because you can see it in my eyes
    When I don't mean it.

    It's so hard to try.
    When people keep kicking you back.
    In your old position.
    I got to fight for my place in this world.
    Stop with talking like it's nothing!
    Because it's more than you can imagine.
    And because you can't imagine it.
    It isn't real.
    You say.
    You think.