What is wrong with me? Inside I know it's him,
not me, but I can't help but want to make him
happy. All I desire is his love, his approval,
instead I get his cruelty. These scars are
reminders of what I've done wrong.
Everything I do isn't good enough for him.
I want to tell someone the truth, but I can't,
he will only be angry with me. I hide all my
pain with a simple smile, to let everyone
know I'm okay, even though I'm not.