Somedays

There are somethings that I don’t want to do
But I know that I do them well
There are some days when I don’t want to play, I just want to be by myself
There are some things that we all must do
Even if we don’t want to these things will always be
These things will always be, these things will always be there

People tell me things I don’t want to know about their lives
They open up, and they tell me what I’d prefer they’d hide
People unload everything they know
They don’t hold back, and you can’t explode
These things will always be, these things will always be
These things will always be there

Every now and then, I need to get away but it’s hard to pretend
That I am all alone, in my mind I know that this will never end
The closer I can find some piece of mine, a new beginning
The harder it becomes to face each day, to face anything

How will I make it through the morning
How will I make it through the day
How will I make it through the morning
How will I make it through the day