I smile and laugh,
Get straight A's
"Your like is perfect", they say.
what they don't know
Are the moments when
I sit alone
Locked in my room,
Blood dripping down my wrists,
Contemplating
Life.
Death
I smile and laugh,
Get straight A's
"Your like is perfect", they say.
what they don't know
Are the moments when
I sit alone
Locked in my room,
Blood dripping down my wrists,
Contemplating
Life.