If it's the end of the day it doesn't matter anymore.
Fall apart, stand up again,
Even though you're still not all together.
Who cares?
All they notice is that you get through another day,
They don't know what happened to get you there,
How it felt.
What's the point of emotions,
When they carry too much stress?
One day they might just all go away,
Would everything finally be okay,
Or would you just get back to being lost and
Empty?