If i decided to walk away
Would you notice it?
Would you even care?
What if someday i broke down?
If i loose all control?
Would you know how to handle me?
Would you take away my tears?
Tell me something,
when you look at me...
What do you see?
The smile
The one i wear on my face
Or the tears
The ones i fight to hold inside?
Do you see
the strong and faithful woman,
the one that i portray,
Or just a scared girl,
who never walks away?
Im so much more than what you see
I am sad and broken
Lonely and scared
Unpredictable and complicated
You just see what i let you see
But about the real me...
Im the one who
never gets anything right
Im the one who
having no clue why
Could break down
at any moment given
Sometimes
i fight away my doubts
but they come back
because nothing lasts forever
thats why
the pain and the tears
always find
the way back to me
Now
Could you handle all of me?
Or am i just too broken for you?
