I'm fine, perfectly fine, you all trusted that lie. Seemed so happy laughing all the time, hiding my true self inside.
Clothes covering all the lines, darkness holding my silent cries. Pain fighting pain, making me lose the trust IΒ΄ve gained.
Brain offering me two bad choices, knowing even some fighters lose to their voices. Life giving me blades instead of lemons, sending me all its demons.
Fighting a battle I donΒ΄t want to fight, waiting to see the final light. Cold steel becoming my best friend, helping me find the end.