saritta202

paint the pretty smile, to hide a broken heart, laughing loud and clear, yet falling apart, sleeping but awake, walking but standing still, bending till I break, holding on until, forever, until you leave, my heart, my home, until i can again believe, in what they say is love, yet i'll paint the pretty smile, even if i'm dying inside, if you think you can see everything, it's everything that i hide, you brought me down so hard, and locked me in a place, where my past is a dream, and my future i can't face, even though i'm wounded, and bleeding, and crying, i still have my faith, i'll never stop trying.