Broken

You fight and bicker behind closed doors,
Take this picture and paint it over with the desired family portrait,
Make it show love and happiness but It is not the same,
Can you not see that I am in pain!

The whiplash of these emotions is giving me a headache,
Why do we even act if none of us can truly play the part,
We're good, were great,
We loved now we hate.

We would be happier if we were apart,
We can no longer work together as we did in the start,
Why do we resist the inevitable truth and stall,
Will you catch me or let me fall.