Pride

Broken.

I'll put up a front

Beyond closed doors is my desperation for your touch

But I won't let you see it

I won't let you see me break down

All the nights where I hold onto my pillow

Wishing it was you In my arms

I won't let you see the mascara stains

I can't afford for you to see me weak

My tough exterior

It's been broken through before

I just had to build it back even stronger