Faking

I'm tired of living the way that I do Trying to force a lie to be true Happy and cheerful, free and new Suppressing myself and all that I knew I long for the day when I'm finally free Not forced to bow down like the wind blows a tree When i can show my true colors for all who can see The rainbow of colors that all make up me But that day is a myth, a lie in the making If you think there's a way out, your sadly mistaking Because to be honest, I'll always be faking Because of this fact, my life I am taking I'm tired of feeling the way that i do Living this life as if i have to