Number of days passed by,
Puddle of tears every night,
Its not only "the smile",
Even my presence is also a lie...
I try everyday to be storng,
I try everyday to be storng,
Pretending to be happy while everything is wrong,
Its just not me,
Its who you want me to be...
You asked me to wait,
You asked me to stop,
Even though i can't bear the thought,
I did what you said in one shot...
But this isn't right,
It was supposed to be "just another fight",
So instead of being quiet,
Can't you make everything alright?
-- rv_diary
