So I stand here in the rain, waiting for it to cleanse me, waiting for it to wash me away.
The closer I get to feeling the further that I’m feeling from alright.
Straw Dog by Something Corporate Lyric
My lips are screaming pretty nothings. The walls are closing in on me. I can’t see. Appearing fine, well that’s a lie ’cause I’m not alright.
People who laugh a lot cry a lot too because it only takes one smile to cover up a thousand tears.
My life is like a movie; the person watching just accidentally paused it on the sad part and keeps replaying it.
People say I’m the life of the party because I tell a joke or two. Although I might be laughing loud and hard, deep inside I’m blue so take a good look at my face. You’ll see my smile looks out all over the place. If you look closer, you can easily trace the tracks over my tears.
The Tracks of My Tears by Smokey Robinson Lyric
People are always telling me to smile as if smiling is gonna take away all the hurt and all the pain. Well, I’ve tried that. I’ve tried hiding my sorrows and covering the sadness in my smile and what I’ve learned is when it hurts this much inside, your heart always has a way of showing it no matter how many masks you wear.
No one sees her silent tears. No one shares her secret fears. She cries alone and no one hears.
She cries ’cause she’s lost and she doesn’t even know what she wants. Her eyes grow cold as she begs the world to just let her go.
Madina Lake by Adalia Lyric
No one knows the real me. No one knows what I’m thinking. No one understands me. No one knows how I really feel. No one knows what I’m like under this mask. No one cares that they hurt me.
She could change everything about her using colors bold and bright but all the colors mix together to grey and it breaks her heart.
Grey Street by Dave Matthews Band Lyric
No one here can see my tears. The pain that’s been around for so many years.
She began to cry, just crying. The deep and ugly kind, the kind you lose yourself in, thanking God no one has to see how rubbed and blotched your face becomes though some detached part of you also wishes there were someone to see you now, to see and understand how sad you are at heart. They don’t see it and of course you would never show them.
No one could hear her screaming for help. All she wanted was for someone to understand.