Knowing a person is so much more than what you think
You know my name, what I do for fun and... that's it
You don't know a thing about how I feel
You haven't got the slightest clue about what I do at school
You even have trouble remembering the name
You don't seem to understand that I like to stay home at night
You think that when everytime I cry it's because I'm sad
If you could just sit down for a second and listen to what I have to say, you might understand that I cry when I'm furious
You can't command me to talk about how or what I feel
It just has to come out and it will when the time is right