On the outside I am happy
On the inside I am broken
My heart is in pieces
And my mind is scrambled
On the outside my life is perfect
On the inside my life's a mess
All that is left of me is a shell of who i used to be
I don’t fear death because I am already dead inside
On the outside I have a bright future
On the inside I debate if I want a future
On the outside I seem so quiet
But on the inside I am screaming at myself
On the outside I look full of confidence
On the inside one look or comment breaks me even more
On the outside I seem so energetic
But on the inside I am tired
I am tired of being a ghost of who I used to be
But that is the only thing left of me