Something is wrong,
but I can’t pinpoint it.

Something is rotten,
but nobody notices it.

Someone is struggling,
but nobody cares.

Someone is dying,
but it doesn’t matter.

Someday, living is an easy task.
Someday isn’t.

But as usual, nobody cares.

You have to live with it.
You have to grow up.
You have to tolerate it.

Because it is what other people do.
So you have to do it too.

The pretenders will see right through you, but that’s okay because you’ll see right through them too.

You just have to keep going.
And you gonna be okay.
You going to make it to another day
eventually.