I've been surving for seventeen years
Painting a picture that's tattered and smeared.
Presenting the image the world wants to see
But not showing them the person who's me.
I plaster a smile onto my face
The self that's inside me, I lock up in chains.
I try to be pretty, to put on a show
The girl locked inside me nobody knows
I strive for perfection and hide my true self
I feel like a doll that was left on a shelf.
I'm afraid that by showing the world what's inside,
The lies that I've told will make everyone hide.
The girl who I've locked in the corners of me
Is dying so slowing because I won't let her breathe.
I can't let her out she's been locked up too long
So instead I must act like nothing is wrong.
I've been surviving for seventeen years
Hiding myself from the world due to fear.