Today I refused a call
And my friends are sitting dowstairs
wonder why they still care
I haven't shown my face at all
I didn't tell it at my job
I got a bit to good at pretending
Those things we learn when we are sad
I didn't think time would rob
Me of the happines I just found
Today my smile isn't plastic
And my tired eyes are dry
wondering if tomorrow
I would dare to hope again
Hope is a funny thing
I learned it can both safe and kill
Not that the darkness told me that
If I only could bring
The two halfs of me together
Tomorrow they are sitting at the same desk
And a pink diary rests in their hands
wonder how I got better
while falling ill
