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It’s okay to not be okay Don’t hold back the tears because you’re afraid to feel weak   Don’t be afraid to scream because someone might hear you When they ask what’s wrong? And you reply with “nothing” You say nothing because you’re afraid to say what is really wrong They ask again “are you sure?” And you say “Yeah I'm just tired [or insert other excuse]” Most can’t see it Most don’t know what you’re going through Most don’t know that they are just adding to your pain That they are doing nothing good but in return making things much worse Life can be so hard People can be so hard Everything is so hard Every day I paint on a fake smile I dress up to hide my pain on the inside I pretend to be so many things to hide my agony I laugh when deep down I'm ready to break down and scream Getting up every day is a challenge That’s why so many just drown out their sorrows Or bury it beneath the layer of smoke By sprinkling on distractions to help you forget your pain Falling and hitting rock bottom is the foundation to start over
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Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
Falling within the Darkness
It’s okay to not be okay Don’t hold back the tears because you’re afraid to feel weak   Don’t be afraid to scream because someone might hear you When they ask what’s wrong? And you reply with “nothing” You say nothing because you’re afraid to say what is really wrong They ask again “are you sure?” And you say “Yeah I'm just tired [or insert other excuse]” Most can’t see it Most don’t know what you’re going through Most don’t know that they are just adding to your pain That they are doing nothing good but in return making things much worse Life can be so hard People can be so hard Everything is so hard Every day I paint on a fake smile I dress up to hide my pain on the inside I pretend to be so many things to hide my agony I laugh when deep down I'm ready to break down and scream Getting up every day is a challenge That’s why so many just drown out their sorrows Or bury it beneath the layer of smoke By sprinkling on distractions to help you forget your pain Falling and hitting rock bottom is the foundation to start over
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Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
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