I am drowning.
But I won't let any one know.
There's no need to let it show.
I can hide it behind my smile.
Or I can bury it deep where no one can see.

                            "It's okay."

I say to myself.
I'll draw a smile to remind me that it's okay.

To be alone in this sadness is a familiar scene.
It has happened many times before.
So there's nothing new about this now.
I've been sad before.
I've been sad a million times before.

And I've managed to stay afloat.
Paddling in the water for as long I can remember.
Keeping my chin above the water.
Gazing up at the stars in the night sky.

               "Stay above the water."

I reminded myself.

But now my arm has gone numb.
The cold water pulls me deeper.
Darkness embraces me.
I am tired.
And the stars in the sky are saying goodbye.

                        "I am drowning."
             "And no one will ever know."

Because when the sun comes up tomorrow.
I'll put on a smile and I'll lie to myself that I am fine.

The moon shouts
The great oak stands tall
The tides roll

I'm tired of being tired,
I want to just get up and move ahead
but this monotonous life  holding me back
with this strange force called 'tiredness'