Standing in the rain with a smile on my face
my thoughts are drifting to a dark shadow place
the rain blends with tears fallen on my cheek
my smile is my mask so no one sees I'm weak
I know this feeling, this place all too well
but only I know my special place in hell
I've gotten out before, I'll do it again
this time it's up to me, the how and the when
so for now i'll sit and pout, burning in my flames
smiling in the rain, while you play silly games.
