Its always so easy,
To fix a smile on my face;
Even though Im breaking down inside.
Sometimes I just want to give up,
Get away from this rat race;
But then Ill lose myself.
Confusion, delusion, solution,
All cramp up in one space;
In my tiny brain.
Try pleasing the world,
Keeping up the pace;
Although deep down inside I know,
This world is just one crazy place.
On one can please everyone,
Not even god; if he exists at all.
So, whats the point?
Im too bored to explain what I believe.
But still, criticism upsets me,
No matter how much I try to ignore;
Oh well, Im only human,
Thats all I can ever be.
So, everyday I try,
To be stronger;
Fixing that smile on my face.
Running this rat race.
Keeping my space in this crazy place.
Then, nothing, not one thing will ever can...
Put me down again.