I have a couple friends, but we don't hang out anymore When we do anything, they always act like they're bored I care and I pretend I don't, but I'm okay, though Mom and dad were fighting and I tried to intervene It didn't help at all, it made it worse, if anything I cried until I fell asleep, but I'm okay, though Everybody tells me I have to believe That bad feelings will go away eventually I try but I swear it always seems Like it comes to them so easily And I'm stuck at the part where I pretend I'm happy While I'm waiting for it to get better for me I wish that I was different, wish that I was someone else I know that I should probably tell somebody I need help But it's easier for me to say that I'm okay, though Realize I'm not the only one who feels this way So why should I prioritize myself when that's the case? I'll suck it up another day, but I'm okay, though Everybody tells me I have to believe That bad feelings will go away eventually I try but I swear it always seems Like it comes to them so easily And I'm stuck at the part where I pretend I'm happy While I'm waiting for it to get better for me Everybody tells me I have to believe That bad feelings will go away eventually I try but I swear it always seems Like it comes to them so easily And I'm stuck at the part where I pretend I'm happy I try but I swear it always seems Like it comes to them so easily And I'm stuck at the part where I pretend I'm happy While I'm waiting