Sappy

It's 4:32 in the morning
Three hours before my alarm

You can feel the night wind
A woman approaches to talk to me
She comes to remind me of things I don't want to remember
I tried
Why?
It's impossible to silence her (why? why?)
It's impossible, she's behind my head
How long do I have to keep fighting?
Until it's considered right to want to give up

I don't want to be here
I feel like I'm l
Osing myself (I don't want to be here)
I'm nothing, I never was anything
I always understood it (I don't want to be here)
But I have to show myself happy, why?
I don't have to be pitied
I don't have to draw attention, no
I don't have to worry anyone

Just smile, just smile
Just smile
Just, just, just, just