There are so many words I’ve locked away inside me — things I can’t bring myself to say. People only see how far we’ve come, but no one ever asks what it took to get here. Most days, I walk around wearing a smile that doesn’t belong to me, while inside,
Some days, I smile like everything’s fine, but inside, I’m just tired — tired of pretending, tired of holding it all in. I don’t even know what hurts more: what I’ve lost, or how lost I feel within myself. It’s like I’m here, but not really living... just surviving in silence.
Some days, I smile like everything’s fine, but inside, I’m just tired — tired of pretending, tired of holding it all in. I don’t even know what hurts more: what I’ve lost, or how lost I feel within myself. It’s like I’m here, but not really living... just surviving in silence.