I feel comfortable in my corner

My humor hides my pain but inside it still remains.

Behind the smile, behind the lies, is a worn out girl, who's life has been lived around unfulfilled promises.

I'm lucky, I have everything
So why can I still convince myself to cry?

No one to talk to is a good enough reason to be hurt.

What if you've lost all your old reasons to live?

My heart is drowning in its own sorrows.

I know it is ok to feel depressed sometimes.
I just want to stop feeling depressed ALL THE TIME.

Scars may fade but the memories never go away.

In the end, the only person you can rely on is yourself.