I'm dying inside with no one to tell.
Trapped inside of my own personal Hell.
Deep in my soul my spirit somewhere dwells.
Every last hope lost down a wishing well.
My everyday people can't hear my silent screams.
They can't reach into my head to dispose of my broken dreams.
To the outside world, my smiles are all they see.
The wounds behind these eyes seem to be slowly killing me.
I feel misguided in a world with so many different directions to follow.
The more i try to find my way, the more my heart grows hollow.
I know these feelings are hard to anyone to swallow.
So the one things that keeps my breathing is knowing theres still a chance
for tomorrow.
 
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