Life can get so hard at times,
makes me wonder if I'll break
because I just can't take the weight,
I force a smile and a laugh
and keep going like I'm fine.
Sitting in the back of the room
I quietly watch all the people
laugh and talk and joke around
and I wonder how they do it,
live life like it's so easy.
Late at night I walk around
feeling lost, all alone
but like I'm where I belong,
wandering in the darkness
with the shadows of the day.
Wondering how the weight got so much,
how I'm still standing on my own
when my heart feels way to heavy
and my soul feels way to weak,
it's a miracle I guess.
Looking around me as I spin
in ever tighter spiraling,
the world becomes a blur
as what I know spins out of control,
convinced that it's the end.
