What Bright Side is There?

What you see is not what you get
Trust the words..
I'm really just an emotional mess
What ever you think you see
What ever you may believe
That just isn't me

Crying every night
These stars araren't?t always bright
Holding onto my own hand
Things will never seem right

Please don't tell me to just look onto the bright side
What bright side is there?
Because suicide is the only thing on my mind
Nothing is ever really fine...