The bills are getting paid
And all of them on time
Every day the sun keeps rising
Up into the sky

But every night
There’s a cold, cold stone
Where my heart should be
Its put away
And locked up tight
I’ve thrown away the key

Oh but its hard
Yeah, its so hard
To say what I mean to say
Push it down and block it out
Hope it all just goes away

Who am I to complain?
People got it worse than me
No food to eat, no place to sleep
Living in poverty

I’m just some girl
Who’s got it all
That’s what they like to think
But I’ve just learned
To bail it out
Quick enough not to sink
Oh, I am sinking

Oh and its hard
Yeah its so hard
To trust anyone out there
‘Cause everybody’s hurting too
Too preoccupied to care

Oh lord, oh lord
I am sinking
(x4)

— By Anji Bee (BMI)