Lately my life seems to be so unreal,
And I’m feeling more than my heart wants to feel.
Inside I’m so sad but the expected smile is always on my face,
So instead of a tear people see the grin that takes its place.
I feel so unhappy and no one knows,
And inside the darkness continuously grows.
It’s not just one certain thing that has been bringing me down,
I’m just tired of being “the happy one,” I’m tired of being strong.
Things just don’t seem to matter anymore,
The very things that meant so much before.
There’s a lonesome feeling closing over my heart,
And I’m just wondering if it’s been there from the very start.
People ask what’s wrong- they say “this just isn’t like you,”
If only I could explain, if only they knew.
I feel like a clown just putting on a show,
But inside, after the rain, there is no rainbow.
I’m tired of the show; I’m tired of wearing this mask,
And I’m so very tired of being fine whenever someone should ask.
I have no idea what the future highway of life holds,
But I’m beginning to think I’ve been traveling along the wrong roads.
Can anyone understand, it’s just not like it used to be?
And I’m just not happy anymore, I’m not happy being me.
I’m hanging on because there has to be a lesson to be learned,
But just how much more of my heart has to be burned?
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Submission Name: Traveling Along the Wrong Road
