I try to pretend I’m fine

but when you read between the line,

you’ll see how down I am now,

and my head, I bow.

 

My earth outside

they think I’m fine,

but my world inside

it’s falling apart.

 

Some people ask if I’m alright,

I just say things

that are not really true

’cause I don’t know who to talk to.

 

I’m so sarcastic

but I’m still optimistic.

After all this suffering,

I can now do everything.