God it hurts

The throbbing in my joints

The ringing in my head

The constant dread

I've learned to live with this

I've grown used to the pain

I've grown used to the set backs

They always seem to get in the way

They tell me to say something

But I don't want to

They te me to get help

But the help doesn't work

I hate the attention the pain brings

I hate people worrying about me

People have worry about me enough

So I'll suck it up

I'll lie through my teeth

I'll hide the pain

I'll convince them I'm fine

I'll pretend the pain isn't that bad

I'll stop their worries

And when I'm alone

I'll let the pain come

When the pills don't work

I'll let it beat me down

Because as long as they think I'm fine

I'm fine