I wounder what you'd think
If I told you how I felt
Every day and every frigging night I'm not as happy as you think
No, I hate my life
I think I've grown some sort of disorder
I'm paranoid and depressed
I'm paranoid nobody likes me
I'm paranoid they don't want me here
I'm depressed cause I hate myself and my life
I'm depressed cause of what you say
Your words hurt so much
You don't even realize
I'm completely broken inside
I've fallen into a pit of darkness not wanting to get out
I wounder what you'd think
If you knew all this
If you knew just how much
I slit my wrists
Would you see me different
And just leave me behind?
Or would you try and help me
And still be my friend
But I suppose you'll never know
Cause you'll never read this
And I'll keep pretending
Every things alright.
