When people look at me walking down the street
They say 'Hey theres the soccer kid'
But truth be told thats not really me
The soccer kid had died because of misery
Sure i still play soccer
And maybe i still get straight A's
But that doesn't mean that i am ok
It doesn't mean im not slowly fading away
Why cant anyone see through this mask
Through these walls i've built around myself
Why cant anybody see the true me
The me that is slowly withering away
'Maybe today the pain will go away'
Thats what i keep telling myself
But that pain will forever stay
Its just plain obvious to me
Thought have crossed my mind involing suicide
But i can never take it all the way
The only thing that keeps me going
Is the though of the pain going away
