Her eyes tell me her smiles a lie;
In them I see a plea for help.
She tries to hide behind a laugh
but, I see through her disguise.
The outside is an inside joke;
and she keeps it to herself.
Each laugh is a thousand tears,
that on the inside pour like rain.
Her soul sings
I'm not content
with simply existing.
I wanna live
and not settle on dreams.
No I'm not content
with simply existing.
I wanna know
what life really means.
I have the urge to let her know
I know just how she feels;
All alone in a crowded room
and a cacophony of thoughts.
But silence wins the day again;
There's no weight in this strangers words.
My own disguise would blind her
to just how alike we are.
My soul sings
I'm not content
with simply existing.
I wanna live
and not settle on dreams
No I'm not content
with simply existing.
I wanna know
what life really means.
Underneath the facade displayed,
In the depths of our injured souls;
We long for answers to the questions
our imposters never ask.
I'm not content
with simply existing.
I wanna live
and not settle on dreams.
No I'm not content
with simply existing.
I wanna know
what life really means.