Looking out to the darkness,
Seeing how my life is one big mess.
I sit in my pain every day,
No one understands I am not okay.
I pretend that everything is alright,
Getting by day to day is one hell of a fight.
Sometimes i smile at people around me,
And then they let me be.
I bury my sadness with my heart.
I go on with my life so nothing tears apart.
Sometimes i am up on a high,
And sometimes so low i want to die.
I try my best to communicate with my friends.
I don't want them to know that i want my life to end.
Mr. pretender is who I am these days, so they won't send me away.
You would not like to be in my shoes everyday.
©terrylin53
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