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Cover up my feelings,

Deep inside myself,

Don’t know what to expect,

Ive just lost all my wealth



And you call me names,

I say it doesn’t hurt,

You’re fair-weather,

And I haven’t hit a growth spurt



Nothing always goes my way

Instead I cry

From inside

Nothing always goes my way



I can’t see past the game

I try to understand

The roses are in bloom

The constant demand



I look into your big brown eyes

And wish I could smile

And all I can do is cry from inside

I’m a criminal on trial



Nothing always goes my way

Instead I cry

From inside

Nothing always goes my way



I don’t say that I am innocent,

Nor do I say you are blind,

I keep it all to myself,

Hope for the answers to find.



All my ideas are locked inside,

All my ideas and tears,

I wish I could scream and cry tomorrow,

I’m glad no one knows my fears.