I stand here with tear filled eyes
While you yell at me
Because I’m not exactly
What you want me to be
I lie here with tear filled eyes
Trying to think of a better way
To relieve myself of this pain
Each and every day
I sit here with tear filled eyes
Holding my knife in my hand
Preparing to end my life
Hoping you will understand
Now you stand over me with tear filled eyes
Wishing you would have known all the nights I cried
Now you will never forget
The day your daughter committed suicide
