Beneath The Surface

You may think you see me
But look a little deeper below
It's not me you see
It's what I choose to show

You don't know my problems
You can't read my thoughts
You don't see my phantoms
You really don't know squat

All you see is a strait A student
With everything to gain
Someone who sits in the front
And has her life maintained

That's not me, I'm not confident
I do have many fears
My life is a little bent
And sometimes even I shed tears

I'm not innocent as you believe
I have done plenty of things wrong
Sometimes I just want to leave
Even if I don't get to be gone long

So the next time that you think
You've figured out what I'm all about
Remember my writing in this blood ink
And just get the fuck out