Why do you tell people that you're happy and feel fine
And when they get suspicious you insist you're not lying
Deep inside your roots, you feel lonely and consumed
And everyday when you head home, you start crying
You keep to yourself and never let anybody see you
The closer you are to someone, the more distant you get
Each day you get closer to losing your sanity
By keeping painful thoughts in your head, that's it
Nobody realizes or understands what's going on
But I see it; I can see deep beneath your skin
Your mind and soul is crying out for help
But your mouth has sealed shut, trapping it all in.
This lucid distress that repeats every day
Eats at your soul night after night
But when the world tries to reach you
You become bedridden and turn out the light...
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