It's hard walking around with a lump in your throat,
Trying so hard to hold your tears back,
It's even harder walking around in a place where people know you failed at the only thing you wanted most out of life,
The people here don't make it any easier,
Everyone is so shallow and two faced,
ahhh aby just one genuine person...
I want to cry,
Cry my heart out,
Cuddle my pillow and not leave my place for a whole week,
But no I have to put on a happy face while I carry on fucking my life.
النفس ليه عافت كل شي تشوفه مر