A wall around my heart, a castle for protection. Decayed into a tomb as dark as my reflection.

And how much more rest do I need?
Until I stop living life in a daze?

I'm not okay, and I'm so not okay with being not okay.

"I will wait for the person who can see through the lies and accept me for who I am."

At some point alone the way I realized that sorry is no longer good enough for me. Not after all I've been through, because sorry, it doesn't take away all the pain.

Somehow its never enough.

Everyone's scared that somebody knows, so you push it aside because thats how it goes.
But no body here is perfectly fine.

I really need someone by my side because pretty soon I'm going to give up.
I'm so tired of feeling alone in a place where so many faces are so familiar.

I've tried so hard but I can't seem to get away from this misery.

I've given my best, I've got nothing left.
I can't do this on my own.