Whats the point of smiling?
whats the point of being happy...

I hate living in this world
no one understands how i feel...

People talking trash bout me
thinking they know my whole like story...

Death is among me
i feel its sweet presents creep slowly over my...

My life was going oh so bad
i was depressed unhappy and extremely sad...

Shes sitting there while the world passes her by
no one knows how badly she wants to die...

She's the loner girl
with dark hair and dark eyes...

An intriguing presence beckons her
in the mid of the eve...

It's another Friday night
everyone out parting having fun...

Sitting in the depths of the dark shadows
Inside these fermilliar 4 walls again...

I look in the mirror
and disgust overwhelms...

I'm trapped
there's not way out...