Not being able to keep a smile, being friendly doesn’t seem to be worthwhile. Broken inside trying to stay up high, people see the outside and don’t stop to care. That maybe inside is a dying soul waiting to be cared.
Kept a smile for too long, and it gave me nothing at all. Changes must be made and they can hurt, so what can I do to fix myself back
up to that again?
Loved you for so long until a tear fell, now I’m waiting until I can pick up the broken pieces again. My hands are bleedi