Questioning

wake up every morning I'm battling 

go to sleep I'm smiling 

they say say I'm crazy, 

"he must be faking"

people really should stop talking

I'll have you in the corner shaking 

I'm not okay, mental, I'm kinda crazy 

smiling while im dying 

laughing while I'm crying 

my personality kinda just disappears 

being sad just kills you

fuck emotion, I'm moving with motions 

died in my arms, I tried to stay strong

why the fuck does shit always go wrong?

why does the pain have to last so long?

my hearts just thrown around like a game of ping pong