2d
I try to be happy,
yet each night I turn melancholic yet again,
I try to be happy, but only by burying my despair
I try to find solace, in the pain from my lonely heart,
I feel alone, even when surrounded.
Might I ever escape this eternal act?
yet each night I turn melancholic yet again,
I try to be happy, but only by burying my despair
I try to find solace, in the pain from my lonely heart,
I feel alone, even when surrounded.
Might I ever escape this eternal act?
I'm trying hard to grow but it always feels without reward. I still feel alone and without love. Despair holds a tight grip on my heart and it's hard to keep this charade up.
