I wake up sometimes in the middle of the night
Can’t hardly catch my breath and my chest feels tight
I ask God every day why this is happening
And I hope with all my might that this is all a dream

I live in delusions every day of my life
But It’s better than admitting to myself that things are not alright
I put a smile on my face to try and hide the pain
But every now and then the tears come down my face like rain

I tell you things will be alright again

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