You pretended that you were fine,
that was your problem.
You didn't tell anyone, you had it all bottled inside of you.
Acted like you were the happiest person in the world,
you had the perfect life
you were "happy",
everyone believed it,
even you started to believe it,
you were fine,
it was all fine,
until you were alone in your room, at night.
That's when the thoughts came flooding back.
Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 10:40 PM UTC
You pretended that you were fine,
that was your problem.
You didn't tell anyone, you had it all bottled inside of you.
Acted like you were the happiest person in the world,
you had the perfect life
you were "happy",
everyone believed it,
even you started to believe it,
you were fine,
it was all fine,
until you were alone in your room, at night.
That's when the thoughts came flooding back.
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