Slipping, Drowning, Dying, Dead

Slipping, drowning, dying, dead
how do you expect me to go on?

I wish to cut, I wish to bleed
but I can't, I can't, can't, can't

Dad, Mom, you don't even know
how can you still believe my lies?

I want you to know, and yet I don't
how much pain I am feeling, what I go through

every day is a struggle, every hour a challenge
each second a teardrop of pain

hiding, hiding, behind a thin veil of lies
my only defense, my only protection

why can't I let go and just end this life?
it would be so easy, so quick and painless

something keeps me going on
not sure what, not sure why