Some say i have a perfect life
But that's not what i think when i pick up the knife
But i have alot to be grateful for
I have good friends, a cat, and so much more
I have great grades, and a smile on my face
But you don't know that that's not the case
All by myself i get so sad
My family argues, i get so mad
I need a way to release the pain
Sometimes i think...Am i still sain?
