They Don’t know

They don’t know you...

They just want to touch you..

They didn’t see your tears...

They couldn’t comprehend your fears...

What does it feel like ...

To be wanted by many

and yet only understood by a few...

Hard work pays off...

Although sometimes the nights

are filled with empty beds

&& music to drown out the silence...

Even in a crowed room...

I feel isolated....

They don’t know you....

Don’t take it personal...

They can’t imagine...

Feelings aren’t welcomed here...

Trust is abused here...

Sex is overrated here...

They don’t know you....

But oh how you wish they did...

So much more to a pretty face...

Hidden scars

Yet when i look in the mirror...

They appear so clear...

Judged for not being like them...

Judged for not sounding like them...

Rejected because you didn’t act like them...

But you are so you

that people are drawn to you...

Smiles to seem like the life of the party...

Can’t hide the pain in your eyes though...

They don’t know you...

Don’t take it personal...

They don’t know you

They just want to touch you....

They didn’t see your fears....

They didn’t see your tears...

They couldn’t possibly understand

What it took and what you loss

But they did say the price of having it all

Would always cost...

Now I just pull it together

And make it look good for them

Because they would love to see you fail...

But it’s even sexier when you prevail!