every day i wake up
i get dressed for school
and put on the one thing i hate
my fake smile
the smile i pretend to feel
to hide the pain thats really real
no one sees the cover up
no one sees the scars
no one understands i’m dieing inside
so as you all walk by
and think that i’m okay
i’m secretly crying myself to sleep
and cutting away the pain
suicide is really close
it calls my name at night
no one will miss this soul of mine
because its not worth the effort
so as i sit and write this
i drag the blade down my wrist
will this be the final cut
the one that ends my life