Theres no poetic way to say i'm not okay.
"How do you stay so happy?"
"How are you always so positive"
They have no clue that i'm anything but
I sit here on the edge of my bed and it occurs to me
I could end reality
Thinking about it, I shiver
This doesnt own me
I'll put on the mask
I'll help everyone I can
Nobody deserves to feel this way.
Things are looking Bleak