It's hard to always be the strong one.
To help everyone in their time of need,
to be the one who doesn't cry,
to be the one that has to keep her head up high
Didn't you know, I'm dying on the inside?
Between fake smiles,
and the painful laughing,
Not once was did I feel it
Don't you know what depression is?
The part of my brain that experiences happiness
- it doesn't connect.
I'm incapable of knowing what it's like to be happy
Sure, you can take pills,
they trick you, make you think you know what happy is
It's all just a farce
I send you happy texts,
I give you needed hugs,
I try to keep you smiling
-every last one of you
But I'm never enough
Do you know what that's like?
To never mean anything to anyone
I stand by all of you,
making you feel better
You think I'm strong because I don't cry?!
Didn't you know that I'm the weakest of them all?