dying

Make me feel like shit… put me down but ill hide my feelings and you will never know what I do and what I did last night… But it’s all okay cause you will never know and I’ll never give you the gratitude of seeing me hurting… Because secretly I’m dying inside and you will never know cause why should I tell you what’s really wrong with me, when you won’t stay around much longer… I bet you didn’t know that the only reason I put up a happy face… is because I really am dying… not just by me hurting myself… that would be the easy way out… but no I’m going to fight through this… if I’m going to die then it’s not going to be by my own hands…