im sick of trying, tired of crying, sure...im smiling but inside im dying. &&that pain that im feeling, you will never know. and it hurts me to say this but its time to go.
There's this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her and sometimes I wish Idid. There is a story in her eyes, Lullabies and goodbyes. When she's looking back at me I can tell... she's hurting inside.