Breath in and out,
Just stay calm,
Its times like this,
where it could all go wrong.
Sit and think, before you break.
lets be resonable, dont let
this become a mistake.
Take your time, plan this out.
Theres no reason for them to
all find out. Its easy right now,
To stumble and fall, when your
trying to escape, with your back
to the wall.
Fight your tears, they spot them
well, its a red flag, a sure sign
of tell tale.
They can read you like
a book, with a blink
of an eye, So bottle it up,
keep the smiles nice and tight.
Dont you slip, nice progress weve made.
From a liar, a performer is made.
A daily act, youve memorized.
Lets bare them the fact, you cry your
self to sleep everynight.
What dosent kill you , will only
make you stronger,
but when dose this streaght kick in,
for you cant hold on much longer.
Bear the pain, youll be numb afterawhile.
Maybe even you can start to believe your
pretend life style.
An emotion made from the mind,
shouldnt be hard to fake time to time.
Greet the world with a smile,
they just wont catch on,
Even if they could, you could
prove them wrong.
Just dont give in,
Dont let them see,
the monster inside Is killing you
at full speed.
All the nonsense, you just
dont comprehend, what dose it matter
when you play pretend?
Pick up another mask,
You have several on?
The more the merrier,
so whats the harm?
Just remember, gravity is real,
You cant always mask the way that you feel.
But push this aside, and maybe you will be
a little less noticed, a bit more pain free.
No one to say, and repeat, whats wrong,
Its hard to forget, when it keeps going on.
Ill fix it myself, is what you think,
But your ways of coping,
has left you on the brink.
Just another scar, it will fade away.
Look at you my dear, its all come to stay.
Memories etched in to your skin,
This is just a tally, for the times youve givin in.
Searching for perfection, in a tragic little way.
Act all fine and dandy, when theres damage to be made.
Close your tearful eyes, as you slip off to the
Dark, close the door, and out the faucet starts.
Spill every bit of dignity, that passes your chapped
lips. A while after doin this, maybe you'll have nice hips.
But on your path to self distruction,
oh you have seem to found,
a nice picker uper , when your half way in the ground.
a little bit better your finally made, a little fix
of something, will keep you well behaved.
But eventually, the times comes around,
when karma finally takes its toll,
youll come crashing down.
But honey keep your lipstick on,
And smile, a face to face lie,
maybe you will pull this off,
you might suceed this time.
