The Third Person

There's jus so much that i feel inside
So much that i hide
So much that i cant explain, so much that i've put aside
The urge to tell, i've defied

These thoughts they are my own
They are what i feel, they have no clone
The wounds they leave, left unsewn
You don't know me. Leave me alone.

But can you see through me?
If you did, would you understand me?
No you wouldn't.. You wouldn't. Trust me.
I really don't know what's with me lately.

If i told you, would you listen?
These feelings within me, like slow poison
These thoughts, like one big ocean.
Living life forever in the third person...