Death, pain, anger, sorrow
Torture, fighting, depression and fear,
All these things are easily found
Look into my eyes and you'll see them here.
Friends giving empty comforts
My heart and soul ripped in half,
I know some of you stand by my side
And as I cry you stand and laugh.
But would you be laughing
If you knew that I bled,
That the life that I have
Is the thing I most dread.
That when I go to sleep each night
I hope I'll never wake,
Because I hate showing that I'm happy and calm
I hate having to be a fake.
I hate that people think I'm seeking attention
And when I say something I'm just lying,
Even my family hates who I am
They don't understand that every second I'm dying.
Looking back I don't think you believe me
Don't believe I'm being honest and speaking true,
And that's because you won't believe it could happen
Because you think it happens only when it happens to you.
But truthfully I don't care what you say
My true friends are all that I need,
Because they're al