You'll See

My wounds are cut so deep
yet no one else can see

It comes from within me
my soul,
my broken heart,
they are both dieing

All of the nasty things
people say
all the mean things they do
I'll geT'em back
just wait and see

When I'm gone out of this world
they will realize they have
killed me

My heart cant take it
I'm tired of being strong
with a smile on my face
and a nice thing to say

They stop me in the hall way
just to say mean things
i dont listen to a thing
they have to say

But when i go to leave
i turn around and say
you'll be the cause of
my death

I HOPE YOUR HAPPY!!!!