The world spins around but I'm left behind
Always from the darkness I find inside
Screaming for help trying to survive
Ending alone my comfort's my mind
I don't want your lies telling me I'm great
You try to appease but its far too late
I am failing, no room for debate
Opinion without action won't help me relate
I take responsibility when things go wrong
Working hard and carrying on
Trying to learn when help is gone
Comfortable lies won't help me be strong
I don't understand why some tell people that they're doing great when it is obviously not true.