I am constantly feeling overwhelmed and experiencing a continuous state of emotional breakdown. I am constantly feeling overwhelmed and experiencing a continuous state of emotional breakdown. I am constantly feeling overwhelmed and experiencing a continuous state of emotional breakdown. I am constantly feeling overwhelmed and experiencing a continuous state of emotional breakdown.

Yesterday, you called me to say that you believe it was okay for me to walk away from something sacred and unyielding, and I pretended to feel similarly led and in love with you, but I just wanted to say that you’re not the only one who cares for me.

I then go home at night and turn down all the lights. I disguise myself so that I don’t reveal the fact that I’m suffering. My friends ask me how I feel and I convincingly lie. Gradually, I’m dying inside. I’m slowly losing my mind underneath a disguise of a smile. But without you, I’m fine. I’m going to extremes to prove it. Well, I guess I’m trying to be nonchalant about it.

Do you hold on in vain, slipping away? How dare you leave this way: lashing out and saying? Do you cling to your pride and sing, while I survive? It seems they haven’t got a clue of the pain of rejection that putting you through, and what do you do when somebody suddenly stops loving you so devotedly?

I’m trying to appear nonchalant about it, but deep down inside I’m slowly losing my mind, gradually dying. I don’t want to reveal the fact that I’m suffering so much, so I convincingly lie and put on a smile, all while the lights turn on and the night falls at home. I guess I’m going to extremes to prove that I’m fine without you, but honestly, I’m not.

Break break downSteady breaking me on downBreak break downSteadily breaking me on down.

Gonna break it downOnly if you let itEveryday crazy situations rockin’ my mindTryin’ to break me downBut i won’t let itForget it.

I believe that getting some relief from stress will help me feel better. I believe that letting it out and getting better will help me release the stress that’s been kicking me around and breaking me down.

Hoping for sunny weather, I don’t ever want to feel the pain of rain.

Yes, I can sense the pressure, but regardless Krayzie will not falter. It’s coming to an end. It’s concluding here.

I weep and collapse, I collapse and weep. The lights, all the lights, dim, and I return home wearing my mask. I endure, I am enduring, the fact that I don’t want to reveal. Deceptively, I fabricate and how do I feel, my friends inquire. Internally, I am deteriorating. My heart, my heart, slowly deteriorating inside of me. A smile, a smile, beneath the facade. My mind, my mind, slowly losing. I am pushing myself to the extreme to prove that I am fine without you. I suppose I am trying to be nonchalant about it, I guess I am doing well.

I weep and collapse, then I dim all the lights in the evening when I return home. Consequently, I put on a facade, enduring the reality that I am in pain. Why do you believe it is necessary for you to be aware of my suffering? I fabricate my responses convincingly when my friends inquire about my emotions, how do I truly feel? Deep down, I am deteriorating gradually beneath the mask of a smile. I am gradually losing my sanity, slowly losing my sanity. In your absence, I am content, substantiating it by engaging in extreme behaviors. As for that matter, I am attempting to appear indifferent, I suppose, well.

I’m trying to appear nonchalant about it, but deep down inside I’m slowly losing my mind, gradually dying. I don’t want to reveal the fact that I’m suffering so much, so I convincingly lie and put on a smile, all while the lights turn on and the night falls at home. I guess I’m going to extremes to prove that I’m fine without you, but honestly, I’m not.