At my lowest
I can pretend like I’m fine
I can pretend like I’m happy
I can pretend...
But at night lying in my bed listening to the raindrops running down my window or watching the stars I know how I feel
I am the only one who can see deep inside of me
When I’m at my lowest I can pretend
I don’t need any pity
I need to help myself get up
Don’t try to hard to help others
They decide for themselves when they want to get up and shine bright like a star
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 7:16 PM UTC
At my lowest
I can pretend like I’m fine
I can pretend like I’m happy
I can pretend...
But at night lying in my bed listening to the raindrops running down my window or watching the stars I know how I feel
I am the only one who can see deep inside of me
When I’m at my lowest I can pretend
I don’t need any pity
I need to help myself get up
Don’t try to hard to help others
They decide for themselves when they want to get up and shine bright like a star
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