Appalled.
Slowly drowning in a mix of emotions.
Keeping it together like it doesn’t even matter..
Working so hard to pay off the card.
Stress so much, relaxing is too hard.
Imagine ~ life being a breeze.
Life at home being at ease.
But health is a disease.
And work.. just move along please.
People assume I’m put together.
On the outside, things are tidy.
In side.. I’m all kinds of whiny.
When the mask is let down.
Drowning in a gown.
they ask what’s wrong.
Bc I sighed, letting out too much.
Thinking I could be strong,
But Telling the world my problems,
Doesn’t fix a thing.
Being quite just makes me solemn.
I don’t need sympathy,
or want to play a victim.
But the world wouldn’t agree.
So I lie and just blame it on sleep.
Counted so many damn sheep,
Making me into a nocturnal doll,
No need to give anyone a call,
I’m really good at covering it all,
But alone, it’s my eyes that are a waterfall.No need to take it out on alcohol, It’s only myself whose in appall
