I said that I was strong, br but that was just a lie. br Outside I may seem calm, br But inside I do cry. br br You just never noticed it, br none of you really did. br This internal conflict br of myself I could not rid. br br You think I'm untouchable, br but is that really so? br In fact I'm lower than you think, br it's a yes but you'd say no. br br You never got to know me, br for I was too afraid. br Of being so called happy, br and then broken and unmade. br br I'm sorry I have to do this, br but old habits are hard to change. br To be hurt and have to cry, br to me they aren't that strange.