what if i mentioned,

that this life is not what it intended,

im tired of breathing,

these good things seem to have no meaning,

these days i say im fine,

then again these days i lie,

and pretend everything is alright,

what if one day you wake up

and come to find i didnt,

would you be scared

that i no longer cared for life.

that i said i was alright,

acting like i didnt cry every night