Nobody knows the real me. Nobody knows how
many times i've sat in my room and cried, how many time
i've lost hope, how many times ive been let down. Nobody
knows how many times ive had to hold back my tears, how many
times ive felt like im about to snap but dont just for the
sake of others. Nobody knows the thoughts that have gone
through my head whenever im sad, and how horrible they
actually are. Nobody knows.