So, you really have to say that you're okay,
Even if you're not.
You have to laugh,
Even if it hurts.
You have to fake that smile,
Even if you're bleeding inside.
You really have to to that,
Even if it's hard.
So, you really have to fool them,
That you have already moved on.
Even if in the dark,
You're cutting yourself up.
You have to show them that your strong,
Even if your trembling.
You have to tell them that your happy,
Even if you're suffering.
So, do you think that would help,
To heal your broken self.
To mend your broken heart,
Or atleast satisfy your hungry soul.
You're not okay,
And it's okay to say that.
You're unhappy,
No need to hide.
You can be weak,
No one cares to judge.
That is your life,
Stop the lies and get up.
So, you know that it's true,
That loving yourself is the best thing to do.
That being honest is the best gift,
That you can give to yourself.
Cry lady, Cry.
No need to keep those tears from falling.
No need to conceal the pain of longing.
No need to be ashamed of your feelings.
Cry.