the darkness in my heart seems to grow each day
and im running out of reasons to why i have nothing to say
they look at me and say it must get easier with time
and so they dont worry i say of course it does and im just
fine
but the truth is i cant sleep
and im getting very weak
im looking for a reason anything to keep me believing
that this life is kind
but they dont seem to notice and they dont seem to mind
im dying here inside
and the truth is i lied
im really not okay 
and i guess thats what i truely want to say