I smile,
because when I cry it doesn’t help.
When I cry,
all it does is make people ask if I’m okay.
I’m sitting here crying,
but yes, I’m perfectly happy.
I mean, come on, give me a break.
Obviously I’m not okay.


Sometime I just need time alone
Think of what I want
Think of what I've done
Think of what I've been wasting my life for
Think of what is worth
Think of what i need to do
I know at the end of the day, I'll be alright