Through the light and the darkness
Through the future and the past
Here in the present I stand
In the battle that is always last

It is a battle that is not fought with fists and guns
But it is a battle that we face on the inside
Scared to think we are alone
But more scared to know that we are alone

Do we really know the people who sit beside us?
No!

From my experience I know
The people see only my poker face
Because it seems happier
They can’t see what lies deep inside

Is the girl who smiles really happy?
You never know unless you ask
All I know is things are not what they seem

And you have to see things for what they are
And not by how you feel