I like to laugh a lot
And make others smile
But sometimes when I'm all by myself
And I can't help everyone, or anyone at all
I like to cry, but it's alright
I have my makeup and books to hide behind
I can't please anyone, anyone at all
And everywhere I go is a place I come to fear
But it's fine because I have this shell to hide in
My life is laced with smiles and people
But inside it's just a bunch of fucked up feelings
I refuse to leave, I dig my grave
It's 10: 59 and I want to cry
Secretly, but its okay
I'll be fine
