things i keep to myself

12.

last year i was always gettin high
couldn't get out of my fucking mind
little did you know
all my smiles were kinda faux

my eyes were red everyday
cause i never knew what to say
when someone asks
i say im fine and keep on my mask

couldn't sleep at night
pretended everything was outta sight
cause for me what's outta sight is outta mind
guess my brain is misaligned

i don't think like others
i only cry silently under the covers
seeing things that aren't there
shadowy figures everywhere

there's emotions i don't know how to feel
some days i don't even think i'm real
this shit isn't ideal
but this is shit i have to conceal