But you know what it is.
I've always done it myself.
So why would I want help.

What if one bad day turns into two bad days

And two bad days become seven bad days

One week becomes a month and before you know it you are a year further, although every day seems to last forever

What if the words 'it gets better' no longer have any value

What if fighting for something that never seems to come is no longer possible

What if it gets better but I have already given up

What if I go on but it never gets better

I just need someone who says how long it will take

Or someone who says when I can stop

And hearts also get tired, just like people do
And mine was exhausted

I will show you how much I have changed
I will show you how I have even more beauty
I will show you a way completely different me
I will show you how much happier I am without you
I will show you I'm fine without you here
If I ever get to meet you again, I will happily just walk away
I won't cry over you, who left me for someone else
I won't break down because you left
I won't love you like before
Too bad you didn't know

It is as if the days are getting longer
and the sky is getting grayer.
I fall deeper and everyone watches in silence.

When is it my turn to be happy?