A dead journey in which I'm sinking deeper and deeper by each day,
A burden of sadness is weighing me down,
Each day waking up and wishing I was someone else.
Pretending to be happy, trying not to let people know that I'm so weak inside.
Wearing a fake mask of chivalry
Hoping everyday, someone will come and rescue me from this dead end.
I wish I could save myself but, she is weaker than you think.