Too many sins I make and hatred I hide
I know that I need to stop my self
Before it’s all too late
Time to cry, fall upon my knees
Regretting all things that I ruined
Time to pray to God, get down my knees
I can’t feel my feet on the ground when I can feel it in my bones ‘the fear to face up the day called tomorrow'
I can get weak, I am not always that tough..that perfect..and that happy when that black cloud is above my head
This mask of happiness on my face can be gone when I get tired of hiding all feelings inside
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