Everyday its the same old mess,
more of fake smiles and a life full of stress,
the person you want me to be is the person you see,hiding the person I am, just waiting to be set free.
You see me on highs and think its alright,
You see me with problems and think I can put up the fight.
You can see me down with flowing tears of mine,
and think nothing more of it when I say I am fine.
I have put up with a lot of stuff in my life,
but still refuse to tell someone to keep them from strife.
But all i want to do is go home and cry, and stop myself from being borderline.
Maybe its because I'm a F**ked up mess, or maybe its because I'm a little depressed.
Whatever my reasons you have to know, that things are getting to hard and are pushing me to go.
For the past few months Ive ran,lost and lied all so you wouldn't know the real me I have to hide.
