everyone loves a good joke
so here’s something funny
everyone finds it so easy to open up to me
they tell me there deepest secrets and sufferings
their agony and pain
i never asked for it to be this way
to know these things
to be trusted with everyone’s pain
it’s driving me insane
all these secrets i have to hold
at this point i don’t want to grow old
i have to hold my pain inside
i’m supposed to be strong
and make sure the others
don’t try to die
it’s so not fair
i have more horrors than all of them combined and multiplied
i keep it to myself
be sure that no one knows
i’m the only one to trust
but i don’t trust myself
i don’t know what it’s like to be whole
i’m the therapist
always alone
on my own
until someone needs me to hold
i don’t want to grow old
not like this
between heaven’s harsh hiss
and hell’s sweet bliss
i have to whisper my secrets into the abyss
everyone loves a good joke!
isn’t it funny
everyone needs me
but i’m the one in need