How long do i put up with this act,
Smiling when everything is wrong,
Pretending to be fine,
When indeed i am not.
I am sick of it all,
And i can take it no more,
I am broken to the core,
And i can please no one.
I don’t want to act all warm and nice,
When what i feel is numb,
I don’t want to act all caring,
When it feels like i am been forced.
I prefer to be all alone,
And it is what i want,
For it feels like my sanity is gradually falling,
And it on the verge of been lost.