| Yeah, I know I’m supposed
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| To think about the bright side, 'cause it helps
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| But I stow everything in a hold and locked up in a cell
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| Like an actor that is playing a role
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| Convincing everyone this is who I am
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| For months I’ve just been faking it all
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| Convincing them all, making sure none can tell
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| It’s so, so damn bad
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| (I fake smile as they walk past)
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| And I know not everyone gets that
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| (All my thoughts are a steel trap)
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| Honestly? |
| I hide myself away
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| Then put on a face, pretend that I’m okay
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| Do you know? |
| Can you see the glimpses of my hell?
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| How I owe, owe it to myself to seek out help?
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| Like a chameleon with its camouflage on
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| I’m convincing them all, blend into the place I dwell
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| Not letting anyone see me fall, concealing it all
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| Masquerading behind a veil
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| It’s so damn bad
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| And I know, yeah I know
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| I really should fight back
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| It’s so, so damn bad
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| (I fake smile as they walk past)
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| And I know I really should fight back
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| (All my thoughts are a steel trap)
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| Honestly? |
| I hide myself away
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| Then put on a face, to keep questions at bay
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| I honestly try to be honest when I say that I’m okay
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| Put on a good face for each day just to keep questions at bay |