They say it gets better with time,They say it's all fine,But that's a lie.It doesn't get better It just gets easier:Easier to hide Easier to lie Easier to act like its fineThe damage caused to a person stays with a personWe just hide it in the depth of our minds,Pretend we're fineI don't think they would like the painI don't think they would like that were differentI don't think they would like that were damaged"What makes a person damaged?"Life;Life makes a person who they areLife makes a person feel the pain they do Life isn't always nice."But, how do you know someone's damaged?" You don't We hide right in front of your eyesWith our smiles,With our laughs,With our friends,You can't tell were damaged You can't tell were hurtingYou can't tell it's not fineBecause it doesn't get better with time,We just get better at hiding it.