Who I really am
How could this be real
I sometimes feel like my world is tumbling down
It's one thing after another
My sister started to get the same thoughts
She tried to overdose on her medication
How can I stay happy after all this
Thinking about what you'd tell me
"It's not going to be like this forever. Everything will be fine by tomorrow."
The times I'd want to go out and not come home for a couple days
You'd talk me out of doing it
You knew how to keep me out of trouble
I don't have that anymore besides in my dreams
Those nights make my mornings so much better
I can't get over how long you've been gone
It seems like I've gotten less postitive in life
I keep my emotions inside so I can seem like the same person I was before.