I'm holding myself together
I'm holding it in like glue
I'm keeping it in - I don't know wether
It's okay for me to be blue
Maybe I could spill it out.
It could even be good for me
Although I know-beyond a doubt
That they just won't let it be
It's not bad! They'll shout
It's bright clear as day
You shouldn't pout
Just smile-they'll say
But sometimes a smile is just not enough
You wouldn't see that I know.
Because On the outside-a smile seems tough
But inside I'm deep in sorrow.
Maybe I could slip away
It's not like anyone would think;
Much of me if I chose to flay
Or went in a simple wink.
But somehow I think I'll live
I don't want to give up just yet
I hate life now, but if I give
Some time- I won't feel at threat
But what should I do today?
The biggest fight is with me
Maybe help is okay..
As my mind just won't let me be
So that's what has wound me sitting here
Under the psychologists chair
But finally letting it out? I fear
She won't be able to bear.
Such a stupid tale
She probably thinks I'm dumb
But if she starts to judge-I'll bail
I'm already sad and glum
But she looks at me with kind eyes
Writing away with her pen
I start telling her more-it might not be wise
but I want to feel good again
I truly did not expect that
I feel a huge weight off my chest
Just a small little chat
And now I feel great! I'm certainly at my best
I know I won't always feel this way
Don't know what's in store afterwards.
But for now things look better, I'll say-
my life should be heading upwards