I went through hell,
As I walk the halls
I feel the tears swell,
As I get called names that aren't mine.
I tell people I'm fine,I'm fine.
It's a lie.
Doesn't anyone hear me while i cry?
I thought of death,its sweet song summoning.
I thought they would notice.
But I know this.
Death is sweet like roses and lilies.
People think I'm crazy,I'm so sweet to hide the bitterness.
"We all need to die sometimes,so just accept it and go through hell, go through it like a man." ~Johnny cash...
