everyone thinks that I'm fine
everyone thinks everything's perfect
i have a smile
so there's nothing wrong
they don't see
the pain
the misery
the hard times in my life
the heartache iv somehow survived
they say they'll be there for me
they say they wont leave me
they say that they understand me
but no ones there
in the middle of the night
when my thoughts take over
no ones there to save me
no one understands how hard it is to live in my head
surrounded by thoughts
they say just talk about it
it'll make you feel better
what they don't get
how do you talk about something
that's tangled together like spaghetti
how do you stop something
you don't know how started
they think I'm ok
so that's what Ill be...
