Still, you're the one i miss

I have not given up, and yet I have no faith.
I can smile easily, but I hold more pain than anyone knows.
People will never understand how I feel.
But still, live life to its fullest because i'll never know what will happen next..
Perhaps, i might die the next moment i step outta my house or what-so-ever?
No one can predict anything..



Why do you see all the negative things, in me?
Because all i ever do is try to be, all that i can be.
You know your hurting me, all the things you said to me.
As i lie at night i'm imagining things, how it used to be.
What am i to do with a broken heart?