little by little

I'm breaking inside

but you'll never see

because I always hide

and I'll pull down the mask

every once in a while

but only enough for you

to see me fake smile

but be careful

cuz I'll hurt you if you don't

disappear just like that

and if you choose to try to love me

i'd say to watch your back

but confrontation is my enemy

and apathy my friend

no one see how often

i am walking on the edge

i am fight away from taking

a bottle of Benadryl

or taking a gun to

make sure i still feel

because i don't think i do

so kill me if I'm wrong

but maybe 6 feet under

is where I belong

A white wooden box

satin and stung

because the lord knows

I'm not that strong