nobody knows how many times I’ve sat alone in my room and cried. only my pillow knows the value of my tears. howmany times I have had to hold back tears. How many times I’ve lost hope.cry behind closed doors and fight battles that nobody knows about it. how many times I have felt like I was going to snap.I keep myself together for the ones I love. only those who love know darkness can truly appreciate the light
everyone can see who I appear to be but only a few know the real me you can only see what I choose to show there’s so much behind this smile you just don’t know.im not open to many people. I’m usually quiet and I don’t really like attention.so if I like you enough to show the real me, you must be very special.
they wanted me to live in the real world, but to me, it seemed to be the fakest place on earth. I adjust my personality according to whom I am around.no one knows the real me.
think big 