Look past the person,
I pretend to be.
Look on the inside,
tell me what you see.
you'll see a girl,
who hates life.
I hate it so bad,
I'm tempted to grab the knife.
It will help it stop,
It will ease the pain.
Or at least,
it will give me what I hope to gain.
all i want,
is for the pain to stop.
I wear a mask,
that I want to drop.
when you look at me,
remember this.
you don't know the real me,
only the person I pretend to be.
