Sometimes,when the sun goes down
You have to think about whats real in life and what isn't
Sometimes I walk through this life with a happy cheery smile plastered on my
face
Knowing that if the smile wiped away my friends wouldn't know what to do.
Sometimes if I'm lucky
I can fool the world into passing me by,
But that never going to happen.
Sometimes at night I cry,
Cause for some reason the world is constantly on my shoulders and the
pressure is just to much,
That I start to think about leaving this whole world behind.
Sometimes at night I will cut myself to feel that the world is real.
everyday I seem to be slipping away,
Sometimes I wish I didn't have to put that fake smile on anymore.

 
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