Ive said it once,
And Ill say it again,
Its the same story,
Just with a different end.

I want to be that little girl over there.
The one thats laughing and telling her daddy to push her high.
I used to be like her.
What went wrong in my life to make me want to end my life now and feel so unwanted?

Push me down,
Turn my life around,
Make this smile into a frown,
Allow me my death and tell not a soul,
And promise you wont ask about my goal.

It has become a habit not to tell people how Im feeling, because I know if I do they will not care and only pretend to wonder why.

I need not be lied to anymore so I will do all that I can to avoid it, Or one day the lies will break me beyond repair of man.

People are always saying that people cant see what lies behind their fake smile, I wonder if they ever considered the possibility that some people do see but just ignore it and pretend not to see because they dont care.

You told me you love me,
You told me your sorry,
You said that youll be there for me,
I know their lies now, but I found out a little to late...

From silent dreams we never wake.

What do you do when the one you love only see's you as a friend with benefits.....