I'm lying in my bed thinking of what could be I think of them of those i don't know and how they don't love me for me
I turn on my side and i think of why the truth always breaks I think of it confused and sad of why everyone must play the truth fake
Sometimes i think i think too much about these things that wont change The truth will bend Insides will break yet in reality this counts as nothing strange
I turn on my back as i face the ceiling A sudden burning behind my eyes Why do i feel so sad when this is so common for one to lie
The tears come quickly and i feel sorrow fill me up inside I've never felt so small so sad with myself I wish there was some where i could just hide
I shut my eyes tight as i hold my breath I pray to God to let me sleep in a slumber of death
If people are so cruel and love is nothing but a game How can i live in a black so cold burning of everything but shame
