When I'm not in her class
I pass it by...

I sit here, voices in my head
Telling me I should be dead...

Do you care?
Because I don't know...

Remember when she was depressed
It made people so distressed...

Never see poems of love and care
I'm always kind of hopeful that they'll be there...

Once again I'm crying
Feeling like I'm dying...

I tried so hard
And now I see...

I hate myself I really do
I hate everything about me...

Watching myself as I eat
Staring down at my two feet...

I hate looking at my reflection
Horrible awful cruel complexion...

Watching myself on a cinema screen
My life played in front of me like a movie...

My shoulders I can feel them breaking
The weight of the world they're taking...