Untold/Two Sides
Straight A’s don’t mean I’m a genius
Smiling doesn’t mean I’m happy
Spending time with my family doesn’t mean we get along
There’s a lot you don’t know
There’s a lot you don’t see
There’s a lot you have to learn about me
I’m quirky, different, troubled
It’s ok, says my friends, But
I still have to deal with society
Pressure bends me
Pleading, I cry out in silence
Please, let me be