I'm not what you see,
I'm not that joyful and loving child;
Laughter and happiness are just a mask of life,
The expressions that are made is just a lie.
I'm only fourteen,
But, hatred, anger and sober had existed,
The scars may disappear by time,
But the pain will stay in my soul.
My heart had been broken into a thousand pieces,
I tried to heal it back,
But, the people that I loved broke it even worse.
My inspiration and dreams,
Are destroyed by wealth,
For money is all they know.
You have no idea what I've been through,
And the pain that I've lived with,
So please,
Don't say you know how I feel.
