whats on the inside isnt on the outside
hits me on my blind side
like a costume at a masquerade
i am and always will be a charade
as i twist and turn in my thoughts
no one can hear my shouts
inside im beautiful and i shine
outside my mask cracks and attempts to confine
gotta put myself on lockdown, insides becoming free
looking less and less like thee
becoming more and more like me
understanding what it is like to truely see
liberty at long last, freedom for the taking
reign of happiness, hands are shaking
inside and outside are in align
they stand side by side, now i shine
no more feeling the wrathes of my insecurity
no more feeling my minds insanity
nothing to bind, now to be
now i shine, forever now to be me
