my happiness is a mask and no one seems to notice
i guess i'm good at hiding my true emotions
at times i get tired of keeping my feelings hidden
when i burst, it usually happens in isolation
nothing goes my way and i'm constantly trying to adapt
i keep telling myself that that's life
but this is too much to handle
everyday i find that there are less reasons for me to feel alive
but i keep telling myself that i have to keep going
trying so hard to take control of my surroundings
but things keep slipping away when i try to grab hold of them
i'm trying my hardest but it keeps turning out that way
i want to seek for comfort but others are so busy
i'm so tired of feeling this way
i want to find an escape
afraid to wake up to a new day
afraid to fall asleep
