Sad

I wish I could promise you that I'll be around.
I wish I could express myself but I cant make a sound.
This pain I feel just keeps eating me up deep inside.
Until all that left is the leftovers I've had to hide.

I've been searching for something to make things clear
Spending my entire life trying to find a reason to b here
But I guess nobody can see my face these days.
I cant even see myself through these shades of greys.

I wish I knew how to answer my own cries.
I wish I knew how to live and how to die.
If only I could do all that I need to do.
And not have hold back from all that is true.

Ive grown cold and hard like thick ice.
Hurting myself as your sacrifice.
Nobody to see that I'm slipping away.
Getting only closer at each passing day.