I awake every morning and put a smile on my face.
Although this smile seems real its completly fake.
I guess you could call it some kind of disguise,
Because it's covering up what's really inside.
I'm crying inside and nobody knows it but me.
It's so depressing when darkness is all I can see.
And in my darkest hours when I'm all alone
My life feels so cold and as hard as stone.
Sometimes I come so close to ending my life
My hand trembling, holding the knife.
I just can't do it - I don't know why,
But I want to do it, that I can't deny.
When the day turns to night,
I go into my room and turn off the light.
I hop into bed and under the covers I seep,
Then I burst into tears and cry myself to sleep.
The day I go will soon arrive
The day when I say goodbye.
You will hardly notice I am gone
And I know I'm doing this for the right - not the wrong.
