I sit in my room and wonder about my future,
What will it hold for me?
Will I live to see my future?
I'll stop one day and put on my happy mask.
I wonder if something good will ever happen to me,
I begin feeling the tears in my eyes begin to form and I break down and cry,
"I'm no good!" I scream, I want to flee.
I see nothing with my face hidden in the pillow as I lie to myself.
I wish for no more, no more penetrating stares, no more hate, no more pain.
I know my wishes will never come true,
Through my tears I see myself,
I lay slain, my life never fulfilled.
I soon stop crying,
I wish people would stop and bring me cheer,
I begin the lieing again,
I say happiness is close, the pain gone and replaced by cheer.
