6 feet under

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Sometimes I wish that I could run away and hide

But there is nowhere for me to go, so I keep the feelings trapped inside

I bottle each and every thought up and tell everyone im fine

But what they don't know is all I think about is how I want to die

I can see the pain I cause you every time I shed a tear

Making you feel the sadness I feel is my biggest fear

Thank you for all the time we shared

It's nice to know that there was one person who truly cared

I feel trapped and lost in my own mind

I keep thinking about all the things I will leave behind

I think about my friends and family and how they would react

I think about how much attention it would attract

I don't want the attention, I want to disappear without a sound

And finally be 6 feet under ground     

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