sometimes i wish you would understand how it feels to suffer like this... yet i know that you will never understand.

Why do i try so hard to make you see that wich you are blinding yourself from?

I am not what you think i am... i want to show you the real me...but you dont want to see it... no you just want to see the me you want me to be.

The thougth of that saddens me. It's not fair. I want to show you who i am... let me show you that wich nobody else knows... that wich nobody else would see.