Problems
My problems are petty
You ask me to share
Im nothing to you
Why do you care?
I throw them to you
With hope to be safe
And you just bare them
With a smile on your face.
Tell me a lie
Say you're in pain
I'll always comply
I won't open a vein.
I hope that you're happy
Now that I'm sad
I have many problems;
They just turned bad.
