That's not the real me

That's not the real me.

I don't seem to smile anymore?

And that been feeling like this for a while now?

Have you noticed? 

Or that it's killing me?

I'm slowly falling apart

It's not the real me

I've fallen to pieces

And I can't be fixed.

That's not the real me.

The feeling I have inside. It's hurting me.

I try to be myself. What is the real me?

I've tried for so long. Sometimes I think what was this world made for?

It's all going to come to an end sooner or later. Maybe when I'm dead ill figure out why I'm so unhappy? 

Because this is not the real me.