i don't know
They donít see me but only the scars able to see.
I hide behind closed doors but the scars let them peak through.
My poker smile is fading away but life isnít holding back.
Everything goes on when all I am is stuck in a daze.
Inside me is terror, hate and anger but my soul still strives.
My feet keep moving but, in a way, I am completely dead inside.
Iím dead inside.
I keep the fight but with what mite I do not know.