Cutting away the pain
Pushing away the fears
Always holding back
The same fucking tears

Striving for perfection
But always seeming to lose
It always ends the same
I always begin to use

At least it makes me happy
For a second or two
If only I could tell you
If only you knew

But I don’t want your sympathy
So I never let you know
You wouldn’t understand me
If I let it show

But I’m ok like this
Not letting anyone see
Loneliness is just as comforting
As the two forced words, “I’m sorry”

 
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