They say that it's just a phase
It'll fade in a couple of days
But years have come and gone
Listening to the haunting birdsong
So beautiful they were, such a smile
But they've been hiding it for a while
All of the demons inside of my head
"You're nothing, you're better off dead"
Long sleeved t-shirts and a smile fake
Make sure that nothing looks out of place
How long before they begin to see cracks?
Or maybe they don't think I'd ever do that?
But believe me Mother, I tried my best
You say I'm beautiful, I say beautifully depressed.