All I can taste is salt
All I can feel is wet
All I can hear are whimpers
All I can do is cry.
My tongue is stick to the top of my mouth
My lips are sealed
My eyes are heavy and swollen
My ears are burning
My skin is cold
I put on a smile day to day
I laugh when I need to laugh
I jump for joy and be what I was
Before it turned into an act
I can't show how I feel,
I don't know how.
You can't even see it in my eyes
I hide it to well.
My days are mixed up
My hours are long and short.
I can't sleep, can't breath, can't eat
My heart feels like it shredded
I forget what I'm doing
I'm always in my own world.
You ask what I'm thinking,
Truth is, nothing, blank.
I come up with dumb excuses
I lie so well now, I try to believe it.
Emotionally, I'm a fake
