They never care to look beneath the surface.
  They never bother to look and see the tears
  They never want to take away the weapon that they gave me that made me be like this
  They never gave me a second to talk about anything
  They always shrugged it off
  While it has built up stronger.
Maybe you can relate or you cannot
  Maybe you smile and see it crash and burn.
  They never care to cut off all those words they told me before it hurt.
  They always see me suffering, without even knowing it's there.
  They always just stand by when it hurts.
They always push me back on the ground.
They always think they help but they make it worse.
  But, I guess it's ok.

*jazz hands!*

So how was it? It's actually a song I made a bit of time ago. Not very good haha.

-galaxy