I’m sick and tired of being that friend
the one everyone turns to and the one
who has to sort out everyones problems
i’m sick of being everyones punching bag
but i’m that friend who will always be there
and help you through your problems
even when I’m feeling like **** myself
can I for once be the one to be asked
if I’m okay?

*(s.m)

no one will ever take you serious
unless you cry your heart out
no one has ever taken me serious
i’ve taught myself not to cry
so i just sit there and feel my heart
and it’s breaking into a million pieces

*(s.m)

this storm has been raging
inside me for several years
i can force a smile and a laugh
but no one knows how hard it is
nor how painful it is
i’m choking on my tears
and the pain i feel inside
doesn't seem to have an end
the weather is terrible outside
i haven’t seen the sun for years

*(s.m)

people usually ask me
if I’m headed home
i always answer them yes
but i keep thinking no
cause my home is not here
it’s 5000 miles away
and no one understands
that i don’t feel at home here
i’m homesick

*(s.m)

she’s smiling
so you take a guess
that nothing is wrong

but you don't really know
how much she actually suffers
how much she actually cries at night
every night there are floods streaming down
running down her fragile and vulnerable face

her eyes are red as blood
just like the scars on her wrists
she hides her face with big scarfs and makeup
and she hides her body away with oversized clothes

doesn’t that tell you anything?
that maybe you should
take another guess

*(s.m)

I know exactly how it feels
trust me on this one when I say,
I know how long the wait is
waiting for everyone to go to sleep
waiting to be alone
so you can fall apart and
put down the fake smile
let the tears stream down your face
I know how that pain feels
knowing that it’s all your own fault
I know how it feels
to be tired all the time
the endless tiredness
no amount of sleep is enough
I know how it feels
to keep lying and trying
I know how tiring it gets
and how tiring it is to keep
breathing

*(s.m)