It's the saddest hours of the morning
And of course, I feel sad
I feel so much anger I might be a
Danger to myself
If it was up to me I'd pack all the
Type of emotions I'm feeling on a shelf
Just so you could comprehend what I'm going through
Pure melancholy, I preach to you
Not sure if I feel
Lonely or if I'm indeed alone

If I were to leave, forever tonight
I'd regret one thing
Don't ask me what, as it is not worthy
of knowing
I'm drowning, deeply in my sorrows
It's as if my heart's being pierced with
A sharp arrow

If you asked me, I'm not coping at all
But I still smile, to ease the conflict
between my heart and my mind
I take the deepest breathes just to keep sane
I avoid escaping to my mysterious world
To avoid being called insane
I can handle whatever that comes
My way

But I refuse to stay happily unhappy.

-Liaa