LiesI painted myself a pictureMore Like This
of what I wished I looked like,
maybe now they just might
feel an ounce of my pain.
I try to come into focus,
I won’t ever step out of the shadows.
I’m losing this battle.
There’s always a need to be ashamed.
They don’t even know me,
all they see is lies;
they don’t see the angel living in my heart.
Let them try to find the real me
buried deep within.
Let them know with all I’ve got
that I am not my sins.