Mopey

I don't know.
I don't know how I should be.
I think part of me just wanna act like that I am sad,
Like he is gone, how can you be smiling?

I keep listening to Lucas Graham's song----You're not there.
And those words just cut my heart open every time.
They say "You'll grow older, and it'll get better still",
Yes it will, but no it won't.

I thought I hate him,
But I miss him more.
I keep thinking about the last time when I was with him.
he was in pain,
But he told me 'Don't be distracted by him. Just do what you got do.'

I wanna just take my mind off of everything.
Dwelled in fun so that I can be happy.
However, there's no escape from deep sorrow.