I feel so bad and no one ever notices.
I feel like I should die and no one ever cares.
No one ever understands me,
while my music just blares.
On the outside, I may seem fine and dandy.
But on the inside, I'm dying slowly and cruelly.
It's so amazing, how even my best friends never notice..
Or maybe I'm hiding my feelings too well, but we'll soon see
I feel like I need to talk to someone.
But no one I trust will listen.
Not even my own mother takes me seriously.
Even when she sees my tears glisten.
As I sit here, useless, on the border of tears.
I look into my past, on the memories of bliss.
There aren't many good memories in my past..
But the bad ones make an overwhelming list.
People wonder where I get the scars on my wrist.
They even wonder why I'm so depressed
Are they seriously this blind?
Or am i just under too much arrest.
When people ask me where I get my scars, I say the cat
When people ask me why I'm so depressed, I say I'm not
Every time I lie, people seem to believe it.
On this page of life, I'm just a misunderstood little blot.
