Back to our places...

Back to our places
Back to putting on our brave faces 
Time to put on that fake smile again
And hide our past, our sorrow, and pain

We put on a mask and hope our pain will go away
But we end up feeling worse than yesterday
And instead of talking about it, we think it's better to leave it alone
We never speak of it, not even at home

It seem like the right thing to do
To not tell anyone what we are going through
We think that nobody cares about the messes we make
So we feel that we're left with nothing to say

And while people scream out our names
We lie in our beds thinking everyone has left us astray
And we think we should just die
But we need to talk to someone about what we feel inside.