Mistaken personality

Tell me your thoughts
Tell me your story
I´ll keep it a secret
I can see your pain
I can see your joy and sadness
I can see everything
As long as you just tells me your story

Words coming out of a mouth
Carrying a fake smile
With a pair of eyes
Filled with curiosity
Hoping I´ll tell

Telling me to trust your heart
And the words you speak
But I simply cant
I know too much of life.

The face of a lie
I can see
The eyes that does not smile
As the lips tries to give
The voice too much behind
As a shell covering your mind

You might believe
That I troubled and sad
Because I am often silent
And rearly speaks up
You are so wrong
I am the listener of voices
The girl watches a face
Searching for the honesty in a smile

Though my story aint the most joyfull
It does not mean
That I am deeply troubled and sad
Or is lying down in the darkness
Of a mental cave

I am not the speaker of life
I am not the dominating girl
I am the one who listens
And sees into a face
To find out the human behind

I am not a speaker of my life
I am not storyteller
My mouth keeps silent
To those that seems untrustworthy
Yet it talks very much
To those I really trust

You say so often
Tell me your story
Tell me your thoughts
I´ll keep it a secret
I promise.

No your wont
You´ll tell everyone you think should know
You´ll tell everyone you can think of
I am sorry
But you are mistaking me
I might not talk much
Or tell you much about my reality
Because you are allways trying to change me
And I have lost my faith
In you and your heart.