Letters to Someone

In The Past

I'm not a damsel in distress

I don't need saving

This sorrow I've carried

For longer than I should've 

And yes the self inflicted pain

Was my guilty pleasure

And yes my smile was merely

A mask to disguise what I 

Couldn't really explain

Because you feel emotions

And there's good days 

And bad days

And I would call this 

A good day

'Cause you're here now