The hidden torment that hides in all of us. Here is mine written for you. |
Behind these eyes are a thousand stories and a thousand more tears, Many heartaches and infinite fears, But on my face without a trace you see a smile in the perfect place, No sign of tears and never fears I seemed to be fine all through these years Yet deep inside, it comes alive A truth and freedom for which I strive To show myself for who I am What I feel now and way back then Yet silly me afraid to show The part of me that no one knows The torment of souls and craziness of mind Which lurks in all people, some yet to find Behind these eyes are many a day Many words, many songs, many things to pray This part inside is hard to share For fear that others will never care "They'll never understand" or "How can they know" " The wonderful wickeds I've come to show" Behind these eyes are things others have said Things that make you want to just drop down dead You judge me? For the things I've done? Tearing down others is your idea of fun? I know that you have had it rough and tough But confiding in me can be just enough Behind these eyes are tests and trials All of which will someday be worth while Behind these eyes are a thousand stories. |