The end of it

When in school, i wear these glasses
to hide these tears, and get through classes
no friends that know, no way i can tell
these feelings i hide, they feel like hell
the burning pain, you see in my eye
alone in my room, all night i cry
these bands i wear, to hide the scars
away from it all i want to be, live alone away on mars
the only time i show my feelings, in these poems my soul is written

the pain i hate, i wanna take it away
for what I've done these thought's I've had, oh how I'll pay
the pain will leave, this gun i need
this bullet i feel, the pain will bleed
thank god for this, i will end it now

on the floor my body, the blood on the wall
wow the colors, i love them all
to hell i ride, and as i fall down
no screams from me, not even a frown