You fake a smile and that hope tommrrow will be a better day then today

 but i know deep down inside me know it will be just like today.

 You pray every night that it will get better in time.

 But as another day pastes you lose more and more hope.

 You are on your last string, and you don’t wont to give up just yet.

 So you tell ur self just let me last a couple more days to try to confide the strength to go on with another day.

 I wish everything would just be okay.

 I wish everyone could see the real me that’s behind the mask that I ware everyday