I play the perfect role of a whole happy person don't i?
Ha its all just a lie a game that i play on your mind
But this lie and game is paying a heavy toll on me
im slowly breaking slowly dieing but i will cover it up
you will never know nor suspect when i walk off this world
no one notices the scars on my wrists because i cover them
no one notices the frown the cry because i cover them with a smile a laugh easily goofing around.
I act like being a goof comes easily...
trust me its not when i talk to you i want to cry
when i laugh i want to sob
but you don't notice because i don't talk about it or show any signs of depression
I tell people but no one believes me...
Well i will show them
I will show them all it was an act
Oh yes sounds perfect doesn't it but its not i can do so much better
but i cant so i guess i will smile and laugh
like any other day right?
but how long can i keep this up before im tumbling
falling
fumbling on my own act
no one can keep this up forever can they?
obviously i will be able to test that but not for long...
