You look at me and see the girl
who lives inside the golden world
but donīt believe
thatīs all there is to see
youīll never know the real
me
She smiles through a thousand tears
and harbors adolescent fears
she dreams of all
that she can never be
she wades in insecurity
and hides herself inside of me
Donīt say she takes it all for granted
Iīm well aware of all I have
Donīt think that Iīm disenchanted
Please understand
It seems as though Iīve always been
somebody outside looking in
Well here Iīam
for all of them to bleed
but they canīt take my heart from me
And they canīt bring me to my knees
Theyīll never know the real me
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