I am the rock,
I am the glue,
I am the wall,
You don’t know what I’m made of.
I could be strong,
I could keep things together,
I could be seen.
I hurt like everyone else but I’m not allowed to.
Why?
I am your rock,
I am your glue,
And I am the person you don’t want people to see.
I Think
therefore I am. Encore - allets -