maybe one day
Everyone sees a kind, shy girl
They think everything is diamonds and pearls
But what they don’t know is that she's slowly dying inside
Every day she becomes more blurry eyed
Between school, work, and friends she's falling apart
She makes dumb choices even though she’s smart
She can’t take the pressure anymore
So she just cries on the floor
Not everything is as bad as it seems
Every morning the sun still beams
And the moon still shines at night
Even when she’s ready to give up the fight
A good day is hard to find
When she’s not at peace with her mind
She drowns her late night thoughts with a melody
In hopes of finding a remody
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