I'm Fine, I'm Numb.

My life follows that pattern.         
I wake up.
I get dressed
I dance
I go home
I shower
I get ready for school
I go to class
I fake a smile
I get good grades
I say please
I say thank you
I laugh
I joke
I go home
I break down
And that’s a day. That’s all I ever do. I’m so
NUMB
I’ve numbed myself from all the pain
Exists around me. Numbed myself
Up. I didn’t want to face it. Who does?
Who wants to face the scars of yesterday, the knives of the
Morrow. Much easier to just numb up and fake that smile.
Make you think I’m FINE because I’m not and you know it
But fight the instinct to turn and ask me if I’m okay. You
Know better, it’s so weird. I can see my friends from last year
Smiling with out me. And I know I was meant to be like this:
Alone
Whatever happened to the passion that you lived for, what became of the flame that made you feel more?