The Real Me

Too afraid to know.
Never thought anyone would care.
I have scars that i can't explain.
Maybe because i have always known to hide.
Never let anyone inside.
Never let them see me.
The real me is someone who can't help but scream.
Locked away inside told to never see the light.
Where am I?
Why can't I be free?
Let me be me one day.
Stop hiding behind the mask.
Oh god you always see me.
Broken from all the pain.
The plastic smile I always wear.
The glass house I live in locked up.
They take everything and make me so empty.
Heal me lord I am losening my grasp.
Time for me to be free.
Be the girl you made me to be.
Will she ever speak her mind?
Does she have the strength to come home again.
Lost in the darkness of the chains that binds her.
Help me someone please.
Where is the wonderful, beautiful girl he made?
Will she ever be me?