It’s sad

It’s sad
That I wake up in the morning
And then get out of bed
My heart is mourning
And thoughts in my head
It’s sad

It’s sad
That I hate myself
I know it’s sad because I cry
And that’s a sure sign that
Things aren’t as they should be
I’m sad…that I’m sad
It’s sad


It's sad,
How I am locking myself up,
In my own little world.
And lie to myself,
Say that everything's alright,
Everythings fine.
When its not.
It's sad


It's sad,
That I wear the mask,
And act the part,
And say it's all part of the show.
Am living in boxes,
Am seeing darkness,
And am believing the lies.
It's sad