In ways, I hide from everybody
by Houston Needham
Nobody sees the real me inside
Nobody bothers to look.
I never just tell, because it would kill me.
I could tell you why and what and where
I could tell you everything
My life is at stake... I must be silent.
Bear with my silence,
Because I could be better.
Take my lies and throw them away,
Because I could tell nobody the truth.
I could end it now