Can you hear the sound of sirens,
Beating in my chest?
My eyelids slowly closing,
To put my mind at rest.
If you listen closer,
You might hear my tears,
Collecting into raindrops,
Mimicking my life like mirrors.
But don't expect to see them,
Nothing true ever shows,
Outside is my facade,
I've hidden the highs and lows.
So please don't call me happy,
The tears keep coming faster,
I was scared when I showed my heart's mess,
But you saw a beautiful disaster.