Face it

It's just the growing tree in my head.
I'm falling down, I try to forget.
It's monster which cannot leave me alone.
Is it my life which had to be thrown?

The process of loving, not wishing to run.
I take all emotions putting a gun.
Where are all my dreams which're never around?
I cried and just fell on the durtiest ground.

It's not my station. The planet's not mine.
'How are you doing?' 'Oh, maybe, I'm fine.'
I'm lying and praying for your helping hand
Until it is not the world's happy end.

Maybe, I'm seeking, maybe, I see
All people's lies not feeling free.
Maybe, I'm sleeping, and will I awake?
I'm very tired, I just need a break.

What about are you thinking in the terrible time?
Can you feel music, can you feel rhythme?
I know that you're shivering fighting your thoughts
Or is it quite better or maybe quite worse?

I endured this feeling, and endure today.
I'm sure I couldn't face it and say
That everything makes me really upset,
But promise I'll cope with my thoughts and myself.