Sorrows Underneath

I think of all my problems. I think of all my pains. I think of all my sorrows Until I go insane. I think of all the smiles I’ve worn Which hides my sorrow underneath No one seems to notice. That I go through so much grief. My tears seem to keep flowing Inside my tired eyes. Each time I want to tell you But, my words come out as lies. These days I’m felling distant, Faraway and weak. My sadness pulls me further, From the happiness I seek. I’ve just begun to realize, That my hopes and dreams are gone, I’m walking down a dead-end-road Humming a tuneless song. I’m standing on a rooftop, although I’m afraid of heights. I’m watching the cars underneath me move, And somehow this doesn’t feel right. Now I think of what I’m doing I know I could find a way To beat through my depression And start living a brighter day.