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I’m tired of lying to myself, saying I’m okay,

When every fucking night I fall apart the same way.

I smile like nothing’s wrong, but nobody can see

How much of me is dying underneath.

I’m sick of all the lies, sick of wondering why,

Sick of staring at my phone, waiting for a reply.

I keep telling myself, “Just give it time,”

But how much more can this broken heart survive?

And the silence is consuming me slowly,

Taking every little piece of me.

I’m screaming inside, but nobody knows it,

I’m drowning in everything I refuse to speak.

It’s over… maybe I already knew,

But fuck, my heart still runs back to you.

I’m tired, I’m broken, I’m barely breathing,

Holding onto something I’m slowly losing.

I hate these lies, I hate what they’ve done,

I hate feeling alone when I’m not the only one.

I wish I could turn off everything I feel,

Because this fucking pain feels way too real.

I miss the person I used to be,

Before love turned into anxiety.

Before every silence made me afraid,

Before every “I love you” felt like something could change.

I overthink every word, every look, every night,

Wondering if I’m still worth the fight.

I’m scared you’ll wake up and no longer feel the same,

And I’ll be left here alone with the blame.

I don’t want to beg you to stay,

I just wish you’d understand my pain.

I love so deeply it fucking hurts,

And sometimes I wonder if I’m making it worse.

I’m tired of being strong when I’m falling apart,

Tired of hiding these cracks in my heart.

The tears don’t even come anymore,

I just stare at the ceiling and feel nothing at all.

And that scares me more than the pain,

Because numbness means I’m losing myself again.

I gave so much just to feel loved,

Now I’m wondering if I was ever enough.

It’s over…

Maybe this is where I let go.

I’m fucking exhausted from carrying it alone.

I’m broken, I’m tired, I’m scared as hell,

And I don’t even know how to save myself.

The silence keeps eating me alive,

While I pretend I’m okay just to survive.

I loved you through every fucking tear,

Even when my biggest fear was losing you here.

So if you ever wonder why I changed,

It wasn’t because I stopped loving you.

I just got tired of hurting

While pretending I wasn’t fucking breaking too.

I’m tired…

I’m broken…

I’m still hurting…

And nobody fucking knows.

The silence is consuming me slowly…

And I don’t know how much longer

I can carry this alone.