I can’t wear a smile. They’re too bright,
I’m more of a frown, it’s more of my style.
I’m blessed, but I’m stressed as you can see.
Mind stuck on shit it shouldn’t be.
Concerned with fam, confused about friends,
trying to make sure I don’t get caught up in trends.
I can’t wear a smile, it’s just not me.
It doesn’t represent where I normally be.
So concerned, when will I learn ? I’m just a kid.
I don’t have any worries, but yet miniature problems
seem microscopically big.
I can’t wear a smile, life is swallowing me.
I’m becoming so hollow, then tears start following.
See, this is beyond insane. Constantly wondering when
will I be free, I’m trapped in a world where I can’t be me.
It sucks when you feel invisibility is consuming you, anxiety
is always choosing you. Dreams, big dreams, is trying to save you,
but somewhat failing you. Why am I on the saddest ship that won’t
stop sailing through ?
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, I can’t wear a smile, because
I don’t know where to begin. One day, my frown will turn upside from down, just not today. I can’t wear a smile.