No I'm just tired, yes I am fine.

That's just what we say, we don't want to whine.

Not the physical tired, tired of the mind.

The very type of tired, to which some are blind.

No I'm not sleepy, I don't need any rest.

I just need a break from trying my best.

I wake up in the morning, and put on a smile.

I even believe that I'm happy a while.

But it eventually returns, the feeling deep inside.

I realize that happiness was just another lie.

So back to the sadness, back to the pain.

Some say there will be rainbows, but I prefer rain.

The rain may be wet, the rain may be cold.

But to dance in the rain, well that seems more bold.

Others stay inside. They stare and they glare.

They rather feel protected, than exposed in brisk air.

There will always be sadness, there will always be pain.

But the point of it all is to survive in the rain.

Today there's not rainbows, today there are clouds.

But once the song ends you can remove those dark shrouds.

Now the song's ended, the sun has returned.

You barely remember the tears that once burned.

You pushed through the pain, and drank from the cup.

Now that frown isn't down... It's up!