I'm tired of wishing
I'm tired of being
what you think I am
I want to be free
Want everyone to know the real me
I'm alone in this place though
Where I am, not even the moon shines
I stand tall in the daylight
Don't let my head drop
Or my eyes show fright, but even then
...the tears, they grow
One more week, I think I can make it
One more day, I think I can take it
Let me live, just one more day
I live for you, for my paradise
Lend me a hand and
I promise not to let you down
I'll smile when you want me too
I'll always try and be around
I'll lock away all my tears
You'll only see smiles and
never tears
I promise, just don't let me go
The mask I wear...
I feel it breaking.
The mask I wear...
I feel it...fading
One more week, I don't think I can take it
One more day, I know I can't make it.
Hold out your hand, and take mine
Or I'll slip and fall
Sitting here and looking out my window
To the steep drop so far below
I take one step and the wind whispers...
"You've not got far to go."
I'm so sick...
and I'm so tired
Of pretending to be
what I'm not...
One more step is all it takes
And then I won't have to make
up a mask that I hate
slowly, I am killing me...
I was an angel,
but now my wings are broken
I'm falling....and like I feared...
there's no trying to reach me
