The Dreams i have,
The Tears I've cried,
Both hide the pain,
I keep inside.
Holding my grip,
Keeping my fist tight,
Sitting in my room
each painful night,
Smiling at school,
Feeling cured,
By the time i get home,
its all a blurr.
Loosing each minute,
Each second goes by,
Its all wasted on thinking,
whats wrong with my life.
