You can see I'm deep in thought,
but you can't see into my mind.
You still don't see what hides behind.
Behind my eyes...
That is where i plan my escape,
my escape from life.
I could always escapse it with a knife..
You think I'm okay,
but you'll never see what hides behind my smile.
Deep inside I'm still suicidal.
No matter how much you try.
I'll always be the only one who can ever help myself.
You always wonder why,
but you'll never understand.
I'm the type of person...
who cries myself to sleep every night,
all alone I cry silently in my room, everyday,
and I would gladly have my life taken..
and on my bed, my cold body quietly lay.
The pain inside grows with each second that passes by,
but I still smile and tell the same lie.
I'm fine.
