I smile this smile made of tears.
My eyes sparkle, full of my visible fears.
This grin is carved from ear to ear.
Because of this life I feel like so sheer.
Like a sweater dried too long, worn thin.
What have i ******* gotten myself in?
I sign myself up before it begins.
Turns out I wasn't ready, and I'm stuck till it ends.
Why do I always make wrong decisions?
I feel like a fool, jesting for provisions.
You dangle my mistakes in front of my face.
Thinking you shame me, I feel the disgrace.
But now my life is just a race,
To the finish line, so I can finally face
The light at the end of the tunnel is weak.
Finally, the end, I can finally sleep...