Its not all good.

CRap.I am standing on this thin, broken line.A line erased and drawn, again and again.A line that divides me.I hate standing here.Its pathetic.I dread falling off.Its scary.All I can do is stand.This is my reality, I must live it.I can't deny it, all I can do is ignore it.I can feel it hurt me but I can smile.I can pretend to be happy, when I know all of it is a lie.This is how I live.This is how keep myself together.This is how I keep you and me, happy.
even if it isn't the right thing to do,I have no other way.This is how I choose to deal with it.This is it.