Word Salad

I feel like I'm lying every day
I know when I get home I'll have to pay
Just manipulate and hurt yourself
That's not what matters, not your mental health

Knowing I look happy makes me good inside
But I'm bad, but I'm not ready to die
Just 'cause I look good on the outside doesn't mean anything
I'm not alright

All it means is that I'm trying
Shouldn't that say something?
I mean, let's look at the fact that
Sometimes I can't even get out of bed, you know
Sometimes it's even hard to just pick up a pencil

Knowing I look happy makes me good inside
But I'm bad, but I'm not ready to die
Just 'cause I look good on the outside doesn't mean anything
I'm not alright

Put me in the farthest ward
Maybe then I'll be a little less bored
Lack of contact with what you are
Would leave a little more than a scar

Knowing I look happy makes me good inside
But I'm bad, but I'm not ready to die
Just because I look good doesn't mean anything
I'm not alright
Not alright
Not alright