Every day I live,
I hope death is closer,
I wake up to sunshine,
but my world only grows darker.
What do you know,
about living my life?
The pain I face,
my troubled mind,
I put a smile on,
and try to face the world,
this desolate playground,
of hurt and turmoil.
I need someone,
to look into my eyes,
see the pain,
that lives deep inside.
No one knows,
what my ready grin hides,
my easy demeanor,
my beguiling lies,
no one knows,
what lies deep inside,
an empty heart,
a damaged soul,
this is me,
this is my life.
