She thought she could manage to deal with her demons, but she fooled herself.
She’s beauty on the outside but messy on the inside.
Strong enough not to allow people to use her vulnerability,
While her inner most was scattered and weakling,
With no direction nor destination.

I’ve built my self leaving my soul behind,
I had no foundation so you can imagine…
If they knew how weak I was inside,
If they knew how damaged I am.
They praised me like I’m the Messiah,
They believe in me like I’ve got everything under control;
But if they truly knew how weak am I.