I pull myself together every day,
Hand on my heart,
With no heartbeat

Great.

It feels like a month,
A few years,
And yet, everything's the same.

Dark hours arrive,
I can't wait for the days they'll stay,
And be here always.

I pull myself from the rain,
But the night cold attaches,
It never goes away.

I stay in my mind,
I hide along the way,
And come out as a different person,

But anyways,

Life grew me up,
K!lled me,
Sucked me dry,

But here I am,
Still thankful I'm alive.

And yet, I tell another lie.