If somebody ask me; How are you?
I answer fine,
Everyone know
she can't lie every time.
I don't want to live anymore,
I want to live how I did it before.
Every time I am crying inside,
And nobody knows.
Because they never asked me how it goes.
They have ruined my life,
It's their fault I used a knife.
So happy as it could be,
Is just only a dream.
