The Truth
Each day I live
is another day gone
and my mind becomes a darker place
No one knows
because no one sees
the pain that I everyday trace
The cloud grows bigger
the smoke gets thicker
and all color starts to fade away
Every breath that I take
causes people more pain
so I might as well not stay
My life sparkles like a diamond
but it's a lie, it's not true
it's all one big façade
If you ask me if I'm happy
if you ask me if I'm loved
the last thing I'll do is nod
At school I hide in my books
and I the shadows of friends
and I know I'm not at all missed
If you were to read my mind
if you were to see what I think
you'd see suicide at the top of my list
Once that knife touches my skin
I'll have done something right
and it'll be the first thing I haven't done wrong
So don't bother to help
don't bother to notice or care
because by the time you do I'll be gone.
