It's hard to think through all of it every day, it's hard to wonder what would have been. So how am I? I'm fine. No smile today, just getting through; I'm not frowning either, so back off of me. What do you expect the truth?
It's hard after you've been lied to, kicked down, beaten and abused. Your heart is in little pieces and your life feels so empty. It's hard to know that anyone cares. So how am I? I'm fine. I'm still getting up and living, even though my heart is in shreds because of you.
It's hard knowing there was life and now there is none. It's hard knowing what was there, is now gone.
So how am I? So how am I? You haven't even asked. But I'm fine.
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