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.