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.