Broken
The only word I know to live by
This feeling of drowning in my own sorrows
Has been present for the past years
If happiness is a choice, I choose otherwise
Because happiness, “get better”, and hope
All of that to me are just lies
Lies that I’ve been trying to live by
Painting a smile that shines as bright as the sun
Fooling people is so easy
I don’t need reminders of why I should live
Don’t list me reasons to be happy
Don’t remind me of the warmth of my mother’s hugs
Don’t remind me of the love that showers over me when I see my youngest sister’s smile
Don’t remind me of reasons why I should live
Don’t give me a reason to second guess my final decision  
Don’t give me reasons for trying
I’m tired of trying
I’m tired of lying to myself that it’s going to get better
To me better is just a word
A word, a lie that I’m tired of trying to live by
All I know, and all I am is broken
And that has taken over me