Woke up late today
And I still felt the sting of the pain
But I brushed my teeth anyway
Got dressed through the mess
And put a smile on my face
I got a little bit stronger..
All the nights that I lie awake on my bed, sleepless, staring at the ceiling aimlessly, listening to your breath, imagining to watch you sleep, until the awkward necessity of the one hour disturbance ends it; I feel so insecure so weak. Cause I have to try and make my mind shut up and sleep. I feel a strange kind of security when I want to sleep next to someone, and just sleep, feeling loved, feeling safe. I wish i could scream on the top of my voice and tell everyone how much it hurts, but no I put on a little smile, and i become a little bit stronger.
iwishyouknewhowtomakeitbetter
