Many people always say
that they're okay
hoping we wouldn't believe
so don't be too naìve.
She needs your help
always feels bad about herself
she thinks she's worthless
never has true happiness

Everyone has a mask they put on
As believable as the rising sun
doing everything to conceal
most of what they really feel
until life becomes a living masquerade
feelings being hidden in the shade
See this is what I mean,
People aren't always as they seem.
Blissful on the outside,
but broken inside.

He needs you to realize,
when he says he's fine, it's a lie.
Learning to read him is key
to see beneath what the human eye percieves.
All he needs
is someone who can say, "You're good enough for me."

We use masks to hide it all
but someday, one could fall.
To prevent that, there's a lot you could do.
Make them feel special to you.

Everyday a living masquerade;
an abundance of hiding the pain.

I know what you're feeling
cause I feel it too.
You're very sad inside
but no one has a clue.

You think that you're worthless,
can't do anything right;
but you make the lives
of your friends so bright.

You think no one loves you,
well think again.
Our God surely loves you;
He made you like a precious gem.

All your problems, trials, and all that you feel,
are part of the path to your dreams becoming real.

He made you beautiful,
Inside and out.
You're perfect to Him;
so don't you pout.

Like a flower waiting to bloom,
Your talents will fully come out soon.
Like Armstrong going to the moon,
when you get there, the world will go boom.

Your gritty words are like sandpaper
sometimes
I just wished
you'd shut your mouth
and act smooth,
play nicer.

It's such a strange feeling.
I wake up and I feel I'm already dead.
I struggle through the monotony of each day
remembering what it felt like to be alive.

The world passes me by
but I take little notice.
There is nothing of interest happening here.
I catch glimpses of what I think is you,
it never is.

I feel like I'm already buried.
The weight of loss crushing me.
I can't wait to sleep again.

I close my eyes
because in my dreams I know I'm still alive.
And so are you.

My secret
Is richer than a winning ticket;
Buried,
Like waiting treasure;
Fresher than rain;
Secure,
As my PIN;
Complex,
As a combination lock;
Password protected;
And deeper
Than thought.

My secret
Is Confessional sealed;
Private,
As a boil;
Personal,
As a shave;
Ignominious
As the front page.
The bartender doesn't know.
If you listen
You'd discover
It's for your eyes only.

51 hours
51 days or
51 years

Im here waiting because you are my one and only girl
You are the only one for me
You are my world, my heart
My soulmate

I love you