Want's to see the things im made of.
But no one want's to know the pain.
But thats just me, no fucking cheering.
No cream and cherry, no smiles to give.
I might feel some joy and laughter.
But still you feel like im some fake.
So what you expect from me to give.
If everything to you is shit.
Im just me.
I wont steal.
Well that's just me.
You still wont belive.