Do You See me?

Do you see me?

Do you care?

Maybe a small cut will help?

Do I have to puke my guts out.

You say you like the quiet but are you sure?

Cause I feel like you look at me but don't see

You can't see the real me

The one that tries to escape

The one that cres

The one that hides under the smiles, the laughs, the lies.

Maybe if I'm louder

but that won't happen

Because being loud isn't me

And we all know that the real me just hides

Under the quiet

MAybe then you'll see