THE REAL ME

THE REAL ME Eyes barley hung open Ears ringing with silence But yet I feal them yelling I also feal numbness I cant feal pretty I cant feal happiness or joy But most of all I cant feal loved No where to run no one to turn to So I turn to pain Its all I can rely on its all I have Seeing what might as well be my tears Run down my arms, thick and red Fealing that pain makes me forget Forget them fighting, forget what he did to me Forget what he put me through Addicted but crying inside to stop I put my pain in a box Lock it and hide it and run away Standing infront of a mirror Make-up on, all dressed up But I see the real conceald inside me And I see my pain and how it never fades Just when I try to make the last cut I meet you and instantly fall in love You make me feall pretty You make me feal happy But most of all you make me feal loved So I open my eyes, I still hear them fight But in the mirror the real is me And even though they make my life a living night mare Now that your here and I have you its couldnt be better by jay jay