It must be nice,
To have your life,
To feel like ever things okay.
It must be great!
To live in glee,
To live the life opposite me.
I put on a mask,
Everyday,
My feelings are hidden,
By words I wont say.
I look, oh, so happy,
You admire me,
But the pain within me;
You don\'t see.
I\'m smiling on the outside;
Dying within,
Wanting suicide,
But that’s a sin.
Please; leave me be,
Can’t you see?
How tough it is,
To be me?
My daily life is, oh, too rough,
I think I’ve had way too much,
Because my life is so messed up,
Oh, I’ve had it terrible,
Oh, I’ve had it tough.
