You try to run You try to hide You try to go put on a disguise But your disguise is made up of real lies
And the only way to see through it is with real eyes
But why do you run? Is it because you're scared
Scared because if people know the real you that no one will care
Well God made you special just a FYI
You dont need to be the popular girl or that popular guy
Be yourself, real friends will come and be your ride or die
Or is it that your ok just living a lie