I know my heart is good
even if my mind is twisted
Which is why I've stood
in this awkward position
I feel like the moon
in the daytime sky
a sight to question why
it belongs to the night

The only part of me that is brave,
Is when I stand and tell you,
“I'm okay... I'm fine.”

What do I get from that lie ?
That maybe one day,
I'll mean what I say.

You see, really,
I know.
I'll never be free.

Every single event of the day,
Touches me,
I feel the world against me.

I am always aware,
Yet I never know what will be next.
I worry all of the time,
What's around the corner,
What will be next.

Tomorrow's light may come too late
The night, too long,
before the dawn breaks

As warm tears, swollen with pain
Trickle silently down her cheeks
A fragile beauty sleeps