1.6 But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me
'Look at that brave young man.' They say,
'Doesn't he cope well?' They say,
'Always putting a smile on the worst of things.' They say,
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
Inside there is a constant turmoil that races around,
Inside there is a constant pain that eternally stabs away,
Inside of me is a wreck. Torn, weak, broken, useless.
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
If only They knew, then could They help? Would They help?
If only They knew, would Their help counteract Their intentions?
If only They knew, would matters become far worse?
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
I try my utmost to appear up when I am at an all-time low,
I truly want help, but only help that works, not help that hinders,
I want to be able to express myself fully and to be supported in a desirable fashion.
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
Friends, they think they are doing their best... but try a little harder and I might break,
Family, they think they know me, they think they know how I work... then why can't they fix the pain?
Friends and family are always there, but in times like these, I am alone.
Because of one simple reason, They cannot see what goes on inside of me.
Maybe it is because I do not express myself fully,
Maybe it is because I do not know how to talk about it correctly,
Maybe it is because of me.
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
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Jamie Scott Watkinson-Harvey
'Doesn't he cope well?' They say,
'Always putting a smile on the worst of things.' They say,
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
Inside there is a constant turmoil that races around,
Inside there is a constant pain that eternally stabs away,
Inside of me is a wreck. Torn, weak, broken, useless.
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
If only They knew, then could They help? Would They help?
If only They knew, would Their help counteract Their intentions?
If only They knew, would matters become far worse?
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
I try my utmost to appear up when I am at an all-time low,
I truly want help, but only help that works, not help that hinders,
I want to be able to express myself fully and to be supported in a desirable fashion.
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
Friends, they think they are doing their best... but try a little harder and I might break,
Family, they think they know me, they think they know how I work... then why can't they fix the pain?
Friends and family are always there, but in times like these, I am alone.
Because of one simple reason, They cannot see what goes on inside of me.
Maybe it is because I do not express myself fully,
Maybe it is because I do not know how to talk about it correctly,
Maybe it is because of me.
But what They cannot see, is what goes on inside of me.
***
Jamie Scott Watkinson-Harvey