Sometimes i sit and to myself think why?
One minute happy, the other, wanting to die,
Living life in the shadows, a coward wanting to run,
Laughing and smiling, wanting a gun.
This girl you would think, should be happy enough,
What you do not see is me calling your bluff,
It feels like a game, between you and i,
You love me but i just love seeing you cry.
Just for a moment i sit down and sigh,
I feel so cruel and horrid, there's a tear in my eye,
How lucky i am you don't discard me away,
Even though it happens to you everyday.
