you spend

your life

waiting for the end

dissapointed

when you wake again

every days another stuggle

some always bursts your bubble

facing it is too much trouble

so don't

you lie

to everyone you know

tell them that you're fine

while your life implodes

the pain you feel is neverending

you're a master at pretending

everything's ok

it's not

Break down

BReak down

When no one's around

collect the pieces

on the ground

and hope new glue

will keep them bound

your friends

are willfully blind

you're just a mess, a waste of time

you're a joke

but no one's laughing

might as well walk into traffic

paint the pavement with your blood

but you won't