Feeling dead inside;
Just another day.
Working hard
To smile and say the right things.
Happiness comes in my dreams.
Waking up, I feel the horror of my life.
Do people see?
Are they just too polite to say?
I’ll take my pills,
The highlight of my day.
There must be more,
But I have so much I must do.
The day’s a blur,
And I can’t stand no company.
It’s so much work;
I’m tired.
Sleep’s my reward,
But it takes so long to come to me.