We hide our insecurities inside and mask our faces with makeup and a smile
All is well if you can't tell that inside I am fighting a battle that controls me like a spell
If I look the part then things will be okay on the outside
I have freedom to change.
Sometimes it's like I'm trying to run but an anchor weighs me down
I cover it up with a smile and a few head throw back laughs.
I am okay.