I may seem to have gone on,
To live life as if it were fun,
But though there's one thing that i won't admit,
That one thing inside that seems to have ripped,
Something that'll hide inside for a long time,
It hurts, yes, but I guess I'll be fine,
It's just some simple feeling, A feeling everyone has to of had,
At least so I keep telling myself that,
But if I let people know, It'll just get worse,
So I'm holding on trying new things first.
Its so Complicated, I'm Still trying to convince myself,
But I can't Tell anybody though, It only make the opposite of help.
Well I'm trying to say is I have a bad feeling,
My HeaRt'S ripped, and it doesn't seem to be healing,
No one knows it, I only know the truth,
But in my head I Keep saying "Only if you knew"
But if you knew it would cause more stress,
I thought it over and it would only make a bigger mess,
I made a decision to keep it to myself,
And that I can not tell anyone else,
And I've realized what I've come to,
A feeling of guilt to say,
:I Still Have The >Endless Love< With :
