I hide behind a mask of lies,
I'm not who I am,
But dark and hurt and sad inside.
I contemplate suicide,
Dream the day of my last breath,
I would cut myself to ease the pain,
But you don't even know the rest.
I can never show the me that I hide inside,
For no one will understand,
And think I'm out of my mind.
To end my pain, I thought I should die.
That I'll be better off dead,
Than living a lie.
