If you knew how often I thought of committing suicide
You'd be shocked,
If you knew how many times I've almost ran away
Under key, you'd keep me locked.
If you knew how many times I cry a day
You'd be confused,
If only you knew how I felt inside;
Ugly, worthless, used.
If you knew how hard I try
To smile every day,
You'd want to make me better
And wish the pain away.
If you knew how hard it is
To face the world as me,
You'd tell me it's alright
And to be who I want to be.
If only you knew how dark and broken
That I am inside,
You wouldn't know what to say
You wouldn't know where to hide.
If you knew how messed up I am
You might feel sorry for me, even cry,
But you don't, you don't know
So you'll never understand why.
