I’m looking for something good to say.

The words won’t come out even though it’s a good day.

There might be some sadness deep down inside,

that I have spent to long trying to hide.

I don’t know what to look for if I try,

and I certainly don’t want to cry.

I haven’t been a perfect human being,

but you don’t know what all I have seen.

There is nobody to talk to anymore,

and there is no good times that I can afford.

I am stuck in one place,

and still staring at the same face.

Can I hide the ugliness inside of me?

Or is that something people will always see?

I don’t want to talk about things this way,

I’m looking for something good to say.