Feel
Feel like most of the time I'm unhappy
and I just do things to mask the pain
I find little things to distract me
but end up right back in the rain
I cannot take this
the way I'm feeling
it's messing with me
but I'm dealing
I feel like I might crack real soon
cant keep holding up this ceiling
it's crashing down
I'm falling over
pleading out now "give me a break"
my head is aching
my heart is pounding
but I get up and start to fake
fake smiling
fake being happy
I can do that stuff for days
but at the back of my mind
I'll always know
I don't really feel this way
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