helplessness.

Sometimes it scares me to see you like this. It breaks my heart. Not that i'm elated, not that i'm happy either. If i can hide it inside, and keep smiling, its not impossible really.

I dont really know what i'm doing right now either, but its alright and yeah like they say, where ever i end up, i'll survive. Its not the end. Who cares what they think? I know it matters. Deep down, it matters. Inside, i'm screaming for you to shut up, Iniside, i'm drowning your words with tears. But you'll never see it. You never have. You never will.