Tonight
I've set the photograph in front of me The song just ended I'm wiping my tears And hoping nobody walks in I'm thinking of how far I've come But this feels like a step back I'm crying every night now And sleep is something I lack My hair is a mess My mind is too My friends aren't answering They've got better things to do Now my eyes have done dry But my hands still glisten And I'm walking down the hall To grab a snack from the kitchen Nobody has to know about this Little miss perfect can't fall I'll keep up the representation Even though I'm not fine at all
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