Everyone’s hiding
A dreadful past
A broken self
Behind a smile
Behind a wall

Everyone’s pretending
To be fine
To be happy
To be normal
And that they're not
Dying
Screaming
Begging
Inside

Everyone
Cries
Everyone
Goes insane
Everyone
Gets sad
Everyone
Has overloads
Everyone
Is in some way
Alone

Some
May just be wishful thinking

All these words
Sound so cliché
Ironically
When normal is pretty much
The exact opposite
It makes me wonder
What's the point
Of all this
And yet again
We just
Can't
Stop

No matter
What