another week of waiting

another week of waiting

another week of waiting

for them to come back

so i can finally see them for a while

and spend a few minutes of my life

smiling through a screen.

another week of wishing

another week of wishing

another week of wishing

that i can be good for something

that for once i can make people happy

that i can make them honestly start

smiling through a screen.

another week of hoping

another week of hoping

another week of hoping

that they're okay, not dead or hurt

that we're still good, not falling out

that they're honestly happy and

smiling through a screen.

another week of faking

another week of faking

another week of faking

that i'm okay, i don't care

that i don't have problems

that i don't want anyone to ask if i'm actually

smiling through a screen.

another week of pretending

another week of pretending

another week of pretending

that i'm not terrified of saying something wrong

that i'm fine with the thought of falling out

that i'm sure it's all gonna work out because we're

smiling through a screen.

another week of feeling

another week of feeling

another week of feeling

guilty, selfish, disgusting, ashamed

terrified of this, of that, of them, of me

sad, angry, pained, wishing i could be

smiling through a screen.

it's all just another week

of smiling

through

a screen.