Its so hard to live when your thoughts are killing you,
Its so hard to live when your mind wants to die,
Its so hard to live when you don't want to try,
Its so hard to live when no ones by your side,
Its so hard to live when all you want to do it cry,
So why do we act like we're fine?
Why do we wake up and smile?
Why do we act like we're not dying inside?
That we're not being killed by our own mind?
Why?
Why do we hide how we really feel inside?
Why do we act like we're fine when all we want to do is die?
