I tried
I tried to be happy for you
This whole day and any other day
It was like Holding up a wall of bricks
with depression on the other side pushing.
With nothing but my hands to hold it up
and using all my strength so it wont collapse.

The happiness was barely even shining
and sometimes doesn't shine at all.
its like a spark
when I'm with you having a good time
its like...its like you protecting that tin spark,
keeping it sparking
until it flares up.

That's why with any second and any minute you ignore me
That's why i don't care anymore
i feel left out and like..
I'm not important to you.
That's why i act the way i act.

But in the end you still tell me I was impatient?