If you see me sometime and I don’t look your way,
I beg your pardon, just not myself today.
My smile is hidden, my laughter’s gone quiet.
Contrast to normal, I mean not to try it.
The struggle within is a battle some time,
feels like a mountain that’s too high to climb.
It’s lonely in there, just me and my thought.
Understand why? You probably will not.
If you see me displaced, please keep your intention.
Show me concern and give me attention.
There’s a smile inside, it just got displaced.
Knowing you care will bring it back to my face.