I feel so alone
In this group of people
I care so much for them
And they don't even notice me
My brain is screaming at me
They don't notice
I feel like killing myself
They're smiling and laughing
I'm by myself at this crowded table
I wish I was never born
All I feel is anguish inside
I keep quiet 'cause i'd hate it if they knew
I'd like to blow my brains out
I gently touch the razor in my pocket
I'm looking forward to my funeral
Amongst gifted flowers I'll look beautiful
None of them can see past my mask
And none of them know my strange past
I'd like to look them all straight in the eyes
And open my soul to them
And watch them all cry
