I allways used to be sad
Still felt I had no right
To lie in my bed and cry every night
No one had hurt me
Ripped apart my soul
So in reality, I should still be whole
But smething was broken
And I was depressed
The thought of anyone knowing
Made me so stressed
Cause' theyd'd probably hate me
and think I was dumb
My low selfasteem
had made me quite numb
Something deep down was destroying me from inside
Somtimes I whished I could run and hide
But everytime I tried tun, I fell
Living my life was like living in hell
Keeping things to myself
And not telling a soul
I was drowning my last breath
in a sorrow filled bowl
I was living
when I should have been dead
My heart kept on beating
when I wished it would stop instead
My boundled up fealings
and screwed up mind
Nobody noticed,
they must have been blind
They thought I was living a life of perfection
When the truth was that I was lacking affection
I was living a nightmare
which they thought was a dream
Everyone should know that not everything is as it might seem
Now Im awake
The ghost of me's living on
The worst part of my life is over, the rest is unknown.
