What you told me was it will be okay But you didn't say All the things that made you think that way Made you so confident in my place In this world When I'm just passing through Temporary yet permanent Like the feelings I have for you Letting go, but maintaining a hold Gripping my heart, but never letting go I smile and reply I'll be fine When I know it's the oldest line Ever told But a lie that I tell well It's too much to ask you to be a friend In a time of my need Your more concerned with your image What it'll mean to be seen with me You rather offer empty lines of assurance But your not sure if it's worth it To risk your reputation for someone like me Undeserving of the tiniest affection But you can tell me it'll be okay As you read the expression on my face And overlook the years of buried pain
I get tired of people assuming I have no problems and I get annoyed sometimes when they know I do, yet I hate pretending I'm happy all the time.