With You Gone

This morning was torture,
To open my eyes,
To wake up an hour early,
Just to put on my disguise.
It hurt so bad to realize,
You were really gone,
My eyes keep on tearing,
As I put my makeup on.
I go to school,
With a big smile on my face,
But I have no reason to smile,
I feel so out of place.
Why can't I be with you?
In those sexy arms,
Away from all these people,
And this mental harm.
I start to think,
Sitting in class i fall asleep,
Maybe I shouldn't hold on to you,
Maybe I'm in too deep.
The bell rings,
I'm now awake,
Baby, I love you so much,
But there's only so much a person can take.