There's a tightrope in my mind,
everyday I am afraid to fall
and most days I wished I had fallen
a couple of months ago.
I'm just tired of walking
and there's supposed to be
a sunrise to welcome my every step;
but I just can't find it.
I'm not crazy,
I'm just trying to hide away everything;
so if you meet me in person,
remember my smile
because I've spent years with it,
I have spent years with the same smile.
Cracked lines on my face,
this place isn't home and I just
keep on smiling-
till I can't.