This aching feeling I cannot explain
That keeps me up all night, I never rest
My head, my heart, my body all in pain
From the beating torture in my chest
I provoke my eyes to make sure it’s real
And I am constantly living in fear
Like makeup, my appearance I conceal
“Honey I’m home!” I sigh, “Coming dear.”
I’m ignorant to what my future holds
How did I end up in this dreadful state
Day after day, my chosen life unfolds
I yearn to disappear, but it’s too late
It takes a lot of patience and Tylenol
To get through marriage in one piece at all
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