Inside Out

I wanna be the person you can talk to

But talking's not the easy thing to do

Our lives are full of so many distractions, inactions

How on earth could we be bored when there's so much to do?

I wanna see your insides on the out

I wanna know the things you think about

Like what you've been through? What you plan to do?

We all got scars, so tell me, who you really are?

Many thoughts that we let go unspoken

The silence we created needs to be broken

The pain feels like you're bleeding from the inside out

There's no doubt, it's time to take the bandage off

And tear your sutures out

I'm your registrar, so tell me, who you really are?

We all got scars, so tell me, who you really are?