One day you'll get sick
of saying that everything's alright. –Paramore
I pretend that it
doesn’t hurt me.
Those words never
bother me.
Those mocking eyes
didn’t shake my soul.
And those lies will
be buried after all.
Then come the day
that I call today.
All those things
show up and greet you.
Even the dark sky can’t
hide the pain of your heart.
Little by little,
step by step
I put my pain away
from my heavy chest,
hoping the stars are
strong enough to carry them,
that those pains won’t
outshine the bright sides of me.
The day after
tomorrow I’ll call upon my old friend
saying hello, ending
goodbye.
She wouldn’t know
how my heart is torn,
because deep inside
me I can feel pain no more.
The serendipity that
came through my days never leaves a deep mark.
One day which is
today,
I’m afraid I can’t
contain myself anymore,
that people will
never stop on me
One day which is
today,
I’m so sick of
saying that everything’s alright.