Holding it in so I don't explode, lying saying I'm fine when deep down inside I want to die, sick and tired trying, faking I'm happy when behind this smile I'm crying getting high and drunk to fight back these thoughts my demons scratch at the doors of my mind begging to get out, I force them to stay at the jail in the back of my head, holding it in so I don't explode tired of saying I'm fine when I'm ready to die fighting for what bull shit fuck it all I'm smoke and drink to be happy again why waiting to die