Somedays I feel just going down
And cry my heart and bleed it out
And let myself be devastate
By words of people in disdain.
Another day to rise again
Is hard and hurtful to obtain
To shine, when others wish you bad,
And hope your ears turn deaf.
But this is life and I move on
And try to hide the skeletons
Under the smile, and joy and laugh
Just to be dieing on inside.
I'm brave to say what hurts me most
The friends I thought I had but don't.
Can't keep it bottled in myself
Cause hurts to feel like strips again.
Depression cut like knives
But I am young and full of life.
I lie to myself just to survive
Daily Life in "Paradise".
