The darkness in my heart seems to grow each day

and I’m running out of reasons to why i have nothing to say

they look at me and say “it must get easier with time”

and so they don’t worry i say “of course it does” and “I’m just fine”

but the truth is i cant sleep, and I’m getting very weak

I’m looking for a reason, anything to keep me believing

that this life is kind

but they don’ seem to notice and they don’t seem to mind

I’m dying here inside, and the truth is that i lied

I’m really not okay

and i guess thats what i truly want to say