14 lutego 2012
Hidden
Before I would have unrealistic dreams
Before I would have deep thoughts
Before I would be the most curious
Before I would taste it all
Now I don't dream at all
Now my thoughts let me down
Now I'm locked inside my own cage
Now I don't express myself
You don't see me as I am
They don't think I'm ever sad
You think I always smile
They haven't met me yet