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I seem so fearless
but I'm screaming inside
I look like the truth
but I have so many things to hide

I try not to cry
I swallow my pain
Sometimes it seems like so much
I feel like I'll go insane.

Why am I so afraid?
If there is nothing to hide
So much running through my head
that I can no longer confide

I pace and pace with anxiety
it turns my stomach upside down
I try to ignore the possible
Why do I keep hearing that siren sound?

I seem so great
but I can be so ungreatful
I seem like the respected
but I can be the disrespectful

I find out the secrets
I find out the lies
I'm so immune to the anxiety
Everyone's immune to my cries

I cry because I have to
there's no other way out
I have yet to be comfortable
to see what this life is about.