I can fake it for everyone,
force fake smiles,
and hide my tears,
but at the end of the day,
when it is dark and I am once again alone,
and no one even dares picking up a phone,
I break down and cry,
knowing that goodbye sometimes does mean forever,
And we'll be together may happen never,
I can say I am not the desperate type,
knowing I really am,
its what I have become,
doing anything to distract myself,
trying to get over you,
knowing my best will never be good enough,
I have built these walls,
built these fences,
maybe I need you to break them down
with your defences
or maybe I need some common senses