No One Would Probably Ever Know. . . .

Sadness is not the word enough to describe the pain my heart.
No word could ever describe the precise meaning of it.
No one truly knows who I am.
I may appear hyper and annoying, but that's not the picture.
I may appear like that on the outside, but inside, it is a completely different story.

People think they know me, but that's probably all they know.
They'll probably never know the inner me.
I'm different inside, ways you could never imagine.
It's like I'm putting on a mask, or is it not?

I don't know anymore,
What am I at all,
A top scorer,
Or a downright failure?

No one would ever understand the inner me. I'm all alone in the darkness.
If only someone could pull me out. Out of this terrible fate.
Traumatized, and feeling left behind. I've got enough!

When I needed them the most, they're not there.
Only time could tell,
Who was there for me, and who wasn't.
Who waited, and who walked out of my life.
And only God knows, why they left me.

-Orange