Mostafa Elsaadi - No One Knows

No one knows what
I hide
Over behind this smile screaming
No one knows
Everybody sees me laughing when
I walk into the room
Everybody thinks
I'm fine because
I make it look so easy
I know how to change the subject
I know how to say
I'm good
I know how to make a joke when
I'm falling underneath
I became the one they call
When somebody needed a savior
I became the steady voice
When everybody
Else was shaking
But nobody sees the silence when
I finally close the door
Nobody knows how many times
I've almost hit the floor
I don't need your sympathy.
I don't need
You to repair me.
I just wish somebody
Asked me what was happening inside.