I pretend that I'm not hurt
But I'm breaking inside
Sometimes I can be a jerk
And It happened again tonight
You would never understand when I feel bad
That's a promise from me
You would never get me when I'm sad
My heart's now debris
Sometimes I feel so insecure.I don't know what this feeling is
But about one thing I'm definitely sure
There's something I miss
I wonder if I'll ever be happy with myself
Because now I can't sleep
It's almost half past twelve
And I'm thinking very deep
Mentally I'm so drained
But physically I still smile
I feel so much pained
Maybe it's just for a while.But it's been a long time
I'm still feeling like this
Writing these stupid rhymes
Which will never exist
I stopped fighting my inner demons
We're on the same side now
Because there are so many reasons
They still doesn't matter somehow
Still I try to find a reason to smile
To feel, to be happy and to be alive
Because this is my rise.....
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