To all my family, and to all my friends
something has been happening, and i want it to end
have you not noticed im alive anymore?
at school its hell, and at home its a war.
9 out of 10 nights i go to bed sad or upset.
lots of pain, and tons of regret.
but i wake up every damn morning with a smile on my face.
for what?
here i am trying to put a smile on someones face.
brighten someones day.
make school a little bit more fun.
and what do i get?
i get slapped in the face and pushed aside.
no body knows how many times I've cried.
then i go home and its just as bad.
no body cares that i feel unhappy or sad.
they call me names, they make me cry.
and all i ever do is try.
i make a mistake.
one tiny mistake.
of course, everybody picks it out.
and tell me I've done wrong.
but the kind of person i am, i must stay strong.
so i go to bed that night, obviously crying.
they don't know it yet, but inside I'm dying.
