The past is the past
and the future is always comming
but today is today
and thats all i can see
i cant see the happiness
the solution to all this mess
i want to see things clearly
not clouded by this stress
they will never know
and i will never tell
the secrets are entwined in me
my own personal hell
how can you explain
to the ones who are suposed to know you
that theres no will to go on
how im feeling so low
they say it will pass
one day ill be happy
im scared of what i want to do
i need someone to believe
i want someone to understand
to be there by my side
but when it comes to this illness
its like everbodys blind
