You look at me and see the girl
that lives behind the golden world,
but don't believe thats all there is to see,
you'll never know the real me,
She smiles though a thousand tears,
and harbors adolescent fears,
she dreams of all, she could never be,
and wades in insercurity
and hides herself inside of me
don't say she takes it all for granted
I'm will aware of all i have
Don't say that i am disachanted
Please understand

Its seems as though i've always been
some one out side looking in