My heart is torn apart, every day is a struggle
with no one there for me to cuddle
My head spins around trying to find the best
way out of this madness.
I'm angry, I'm terribly sad
going through the toughest time I've ever had
The smile on the mask is not to fade
no matter what my fears or my fate.
I need relief, I need support
that sees the sinking ship and doesn't abort.
My Angel is there for me holding out his hand
and telling me not to pretend.
Gotta reach inside deeper than ever before
to fix myself and be someone I adore...
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