A show
I'm sick and tired of putting on a show,
Pretending to be happy when I'm feeling low.
I try to stay strong, scream out loud,
But the weight of my emotions makes me feel like I'm drowned.
I want to be honest, I want to be real,
But sometimes it's hard to describe how I feel.
The mask I wear gets heavier each day,
And I wonder how much longer I can keep it at bay.
I wish I could break free from these chains,
And let the truth be told without any shame.
To say that I'm struggling and not feeling okay,
And ask for help to get through the day.
So here I am, laying it all out,
My true emotions, my fears, my doubts.
But there's still that voice that screams inside,
"I don't give a fuck!" as I try to hide.
But maybe one day, I'll find the courage to confess,
To let go of the front and embrace the mess.
Until then, I'll continue to fight through the pain,
And hope that someday, I'll feel myself again.
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Pretending to be happy when I'm feeling low.
I try to stay strong, scream out loud,
But the weight of my emotions makes me feel like I'm drowned.
I want to be honest, I want to be real,
But sometimes it's hard to describe how I feel.
The mask I wear gets heavier each day,
And I wonder how much longer I can keep it at bay.
I wish I could break free from these chains,
And let the truth be told without any shame.
To say that I'm struggling and not feeling okay,
And ask for help to get through the day.
So here I am, laying it all out,
My true emotions, my fears, my doubts.
But there's still that voice that screams inside,
"I don't give a fuck!" as I try to hide.
But maybe one day, I'll find the courage to confess,
To let go of the front and embrace the mess.
Until then, I'll continue to fight through the pain,
And hope that someday, I'll feel myself again.
© All Rights Reserved