Through the pain I smile, brave a face, and look up.

Through the pain I smile, but dear god I’ve had enough.

Through the pain I hold my tears until they spill at the slightest shake

I find myself at 3AM in bed still wide awake.

Though the pain I force myself to keep trudging on.

Though the pain I wonder why this has continued for so long.

The mirror shows a girl used up with nothing to give.

With barely any love left along with the will to live.

Through the pain I try my best to paint myself okay

I tell myself to not be sad and hope for a better day.