[ My face conceals the pain I hold with in, ]

My face conceals the pain I hold with in,
Like why I ain't the perfect daughter,
Or college right around the bend,
That I'm not the perfect lover,
That princess everyone dreams of,
The fact I don't care what people think.
The yelling over little things,
The low self esteem,
I think but dare not act on the past that haunts me.
How I set here and listen to my mind race,
Of everything that happened to me,
When things get said that crushes your heart,
Holding on to survive,
Is like playing with fire,
It's dangerous.
The tears wanting to fall but I hold back,
I got to be strong,
I can't show how weak I am,
I got to be the rock for someone to lean on,
But even that ain't good enough,
Or how I look at it.
Feeling like I'm on camera as my moves get watched,
Hey I'm over here want to check up?
Not able to talk my mouth sealed shut,
Things being said that hurt a lot.
Tears get closer and closer,
But I manage to hold back,
Hoping that I won't,
I can't be like that.
Wondering what I should do,
As hounded by questions don't help me any,
The love that is there won't change,
So why do I feel like this is going nowhere,
That I am to blame,
Yes maybe it is so,
Maybe I'm not what you want or need,
But I ain't sure,
With all that goes on I'm glad I have a face,
To conceal my pain!