who i am, many applaude
but can't they see it's just a facade
look at me for who i am
then you'll see it's all a sham
if only one would really look
they'd see that i'm an open book
i'm more than just the walls i've made
more than just the roles i've played
in my eyes you will see
searing pain and misery
search deeper yet and you will find
the greatest depths of my mind
where memories hidden deep
show themselves just in sleep