Living through life hiding many sorrows
Thinking there’s not many more tomorrows.
Wondering who really cares anymore.
Is everything I say really just a bore?
How can I get people to understand
My life’s not perfect, it’s not going as planned.
Notes that tell me what they really think
All of my flaws, even how I blink.
Who can I talk to?
Is there somewhere to go, somewhere to run?
If only they knew...
They would see my life is not fun.
I have to sit through every class,
Try not to be as fragile as glass.
Put the fake smile on my face
And then I stare out into space
Let them say what they want, so?
For why should I let them know,
what is going through my head?
I should just stay in my bed.
But tomorrow is always a better day
Though it takes time to forget all they say,
I will show off my smiles
And let it be seen for miles.
So is this my good-bye note?
No, definitely not.
Forget all I have wrote.
I’ll give life all I’ve
got.
Living through life hiding many sorrows Thinking there’s
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Nov 8, 2012 3:54pm
