Don't look at me like your happy,
Don't tell me you don't understand.
Don't deny all the evidence I have,
Don't pretend you don't comprehend.

I know that you've really been crying,
every night that you get the chance.
Each tear hurting a little more,
each tear putting you in a trance.

I know you've really been lying,
about being "fine" with it all.
On the inside your breaking down,
your senses are becoming dull.

But you continue to smile,
and lose yourself in your work.
So I ask you if your okay,
and you just answer with a smirk.

I acually KNOW that it gets better,
no matter how dark the horizon may appear.
One day you'll wake up and be content,
all of your worries will disappear.

But until then, please learn to trust me.
This could be the last chance around.
Let me show you a world,
where you can always let your walls down.