I was at the brink of losing my sobriety
I've given up hope and lost faith in serenity
I tried to play cool but all I wanted is for this fight
To push me no further because I find no peace in faking alright

Hiding in the shades of my every fears
I tear down when I coudn't keep in check of my tears
I'd hug myslef hoping that I'll get through this alright
While my insides keep incinerating but I was never out of sight

No conquest to celebrate, and I'm dragged down by my demons
Neons no longer existed and lemomade's just another sort of lemon
Tell me is it okay for me to fake alright?
Like nothing's going on, but just another peace and quiet night

© kennydondor