To the world they see only what they want
a pretty face, magical eyes and a wonderous smile
they see a life of perfection
but they dont really know the darkness hidden deep
within the wounded soul and the broken heart
as they never take time to truely see
the chains that i cant seem to break free
so in the end they just walk on by pretending they know me
when truely they dont know who i really am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem