I try To see the great in everything I see But I close my eyes I grieve The minutes that I try to keep I count them on my fingers instead I lift my head I decide that this time I'm okay And nights will never be as long as I made them to be I never said I was a greatful friend I cry them out My tired eyes Not strong enough to give It all to you I mean The words I scream In blurry ears The only thing I can not hear I sleep Enough to know I hate the dark I count the nights I stay awake I cry them out My tired eyes Not strong enough to give It all to you I keep my feet up in the bed I hide my sad face in my hands But it makes me smile To think that people laugh at me when I can barely laugh at myself I cry them out My tired eyes Not strong enough to give It all to you