I'm there, ppl all around me
life is moving by me
Yet time is standing still
People talking and laughing
I hear them, I see them
But so far away.
I am in my own little world
That place where no one can go,
no one else can feel
the fears, the hurts,
the tears, and the pain
When the door starts to open
Tears start to flow
I run to my hiding place
Where no one will know
When the door again shuts
I wipe the tears
try my best not to show
that inside it feels like I'm dying
I hate this place, I hate to come here,
but even more I hate
letting others see
what this is doing to me
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