Summer

I don't know what to do. But I know this, I'm tired of pretending. That every things great, every things good, and every things fine. Because its not. It's awful, it's horrible, it's empty. And I go through it time and time again. Give me freedom, please give me some faith. I'm only here because you have been through way too much. But how am I suppose to believe, Anything you say to me? So far it's mostly lies, That only make you cry. And I stay strong And hard as a stone. The hurts too much, For anything else than that, anything else than silence. I'm tired of pretending. That every things great every things good, every things fine. There's a fine line. Because its not, it's awful, it's horrible, it's empty. And I go through it time and time again. Time and time again.

Just started this tonight- this isnt home Have you forgotten me? I'm here. Just screaming, But for, your, safety, I'll suffer in silence. Yet again. I'm not back where I belong. I'm in a place with no song. I need to take a breath, But this place is crushing me. Three years is too long, And I cant take this emptiness. Where am I suppose to go, When this isn't home.