Here I am again
talking to myself as what I always did
alone, sitting silently
I only want to be alone..alone
but afraid to be left and ignore.
Can someone told me what's wrong with me?
I'm not showy with my feelings
But I am not numb, I feel pain too
Didn't they know that?
Maybe I am blind to see things as they are
Believing, expecting for something that's too far to be real
That only me can see and understand
I want to shout and voice out what I truly feel
But I was afraid, afraid to be me
I'm good in secrets 'cause this is all I have
My secrets that was never told, that forever untold.