The world spins around but I'm left behind Always from the darkness I find inside Screaming for help trying to survive Ending alone my comfort's my mind
I don't want your lies telling me I'm great You try to appease but its far too late I am failing, no room for debate Opinion without action won't help me relate
I take responsibility when things go wrong Working hard and carrying on Trying to learn when help is gone Comfortable lies won't help me be strong
I don't understand why some tell people that they're doing great when it is obviously not true.