When everyone around me is falling apart,
I'm expected to stay strong.
Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on,
And I'm that shoulder.

I can't show anything that I'm feeling,
Without them getting mad.
Everyone expects me to be strong,
But I can't anymore. I just can't.

You're not the first to feel this way,
And you're not the last.
I was this way,
I still am this way.

I can't take apology after apology,
When I know you don't mean them.
I can't always be loving,
When I always get angry.

It sometimes feels like we're all breaking apart,
Falling into pieces.
We try to fix each other,
But we can't.

We're all too fractured,
Too broken to fix anything.
We're twisted, all in different ways.
All broken.

I tell everyone just to say what they're feeling,
But I don't, I can't.
I'm a hypocrite,
Lying to everyone about what's inside.

I'm not important.
No one here cares.
Everyone else is telling me what they feel,
But I can't reveal.

Were they there when I was hurting?
Was anyone there?
No.
They have each other, they always have.

I'm new,
I don't matter.
My story is just that, a story.
Something that happened to someone else.

So I keep it on the inside
And don't let anyone see
What's really
On the inside.