I think I should put my sorrow into words.
But even then you wouldn't understand.
The fake smiles, the happy exterior. What everyone cares about, but they don't bother to ask what's wrong.
I'm tired of the rumors, the lies you all tell. They scream in my head as I try to sleep. Its all your fault. Why did you do It? Its all just a joke...
Tell me honestly, is your 'joke' funny now tt you know I'm slowly going insane?? Oh wait...it doesn't matter right?
Now let me tell you about a friend I have. Not one for talking about their feelings, yet I know when something's wrong. Their eyes scream and plead for help but no one give in. Everytime I see them I want to just drop dead because I know I can't help.
He wants to die he's tired of breathing. When he looks in the mirror he thinks "why am I still living"
Yet when he turns to the people he loves and cares about he softly smiles and says "I can't go away just yet"
Yet everytime I know. And it'd Earing at me that I can't say a thing.
Sometimes you don't want to talk about it...I understand...sometimes you just want someone to embrace you and whisper..
"Everything is going to be okay"
