Saturday, October 23, 2010


we play this game this masquerade
of who we are and what we feel
a guessing game that has no end
we're make up our own real

nobody's real at seventeen
everybodys eyes are closed
we hide what we don't want seen
and the rest is all that's ever told
nobody's real at seventeen
and if we are we lie
we hide what we don't want seen
and we end up feeling alone

can we just be who we are
and see through clearer eyes
clarity isn't that far
we are more than we let others know

everybody's somebody at seventeen
we just put on a big show
but truthfully i'm ready to really be seen
not as what you think i am
or what possibly could be
but who i am right here right now
I'm ready to just be me

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