This is my plea, this is my story.
never good enough, never worth glory.
watching&wanting, hoping to be.
never comes how out, the way it seems.
looking at me, you think you know.
but the pain inside, i do not show.
happy&spoiled, that's what they say.
but you couldn't last in my shoes, for one day.
HATiNG myself, that's the first stage.
all i've balled inside me, is nothing but rage.
bruises&cuts, don't relieve what i feel.
to achieve happiness, seems so unreal.
friends talk about me, behind my back.
" amanda's hella ugly ", yes, that's a fact.
i know you don't like me, yeah it's true.
but, if i can't trust myself, how can i trust you?
this is my plea, this is my story.
never good enough, never worth glory.
deep inside, wanting to die.
this is what happens, My Suicide.
