Pretending

You may think I'm okay. When I don't wanna live another day. You may pretend you're fine. But you actually wish to see the line. We all have this feeling at some point in time, when we think we're worth nothing more than a dime. We all wish to die, instead of sit and cry. We think we can no longer take it, can no longer live with all this sh1t. But I'm no longer pretending, I know there's no such thing as a happy ending. Why pretend to be fine, pretend to shine, when you would rather die than sit and cry?