Teardrops passing my nose
finding their way down.
I’ve waited so long for those.
Always playing the big circus clown.
Finally I’m finding some relief.
It’s like I’m me now.
It’s something no one would believe.
I’m going to make myself a vow.
It’s okay crying now and than.
Sometimes pretending isn’t the right thing to do.
I’ll try whatever I can
so they don’t have a clue.
That I’m not always the perfect girl
so I won’t bother anyone.
But those who find my hidden pearl…
Know, behind the surface lies a broken soul.