Lost Within

Each day i wake, and i force myself out of bed, trying to find my purpose
Each day i don that smile, to fake myself out of the whys
Laughing my way out of conversations, so i have no reason to talk
And when people ask me how i keep my spirits up, i need to bite my tongue for all the lies
As the day ends, i tire myself to sleep, reading all about happy people and their happy lives
I browse through all photos and videos of strangers so my eyes wont have the time to cry
I go about living my life, day after day, and no one knows about each moment i die
This is a sad, sad life.