The First Word Means Less Then The Last

Smile, and pretend everythings okay..
They told us it would be okay some day..

I haven't been seeing the brightest side..
These eyes, cover the tears longing to hide..

I try so hard to be strong for you..
After all that you put me through..

But sometimes I just breakdown, so..
Sometimes I wonder if I should just let go..

Its nearing the end, for you and me..
I guess you and me weren't meant to be..

So this pain I have found, is a new way to deal..
This bleeding soul will never heal..