If you really know me, you will know that I’m kinder than I show.
If you really know me, you will know that even with hate my heart grow.
If you really know me, you’ll see my hidden scar and wouldn’t think it was bizarre.
If you really know me, you’ll know the pain, and understand why nothing’s in vain.
If you really know me, you’ll know why I hate my mother, but understand that so does my brother.
If you really know me, you’ll know that I try, even though there was days when I wanted to die.
If you really know me, you would impend, because you’ll know, all I need is a friend.