There are so many things going on inside my head.
So many things that you won't understand.
All those insecurities.
So don't try to tell me that I'm having a bad day,
because it's been going on for so much longer.
The years,
the desperate cries for help that no one seems to hear.
But I just slip up sometimes and I can't cover it up as well.
I'm running out of strength and it's getting harder and harder to keep it all in.
