Whats the point of living if you have nothing to live for?
To most people life is like a dream, but to me its a nightmare.
Watch my world dissolve as I scream a final cry for help,
The pain is just to strong,
just to real,
you sit there and pretend you care,
You've told me that all you wanted was to see me happy,
to see me smile,
I try to look happy despite the pain locked up inside me,
my pain is to real, its just to strong,
all that remains is me pretending to be happy, day after day,
but my pain just wont go away, time feels like a midnight ride,
lasts forever and never ends, my pain wont go away, finding all my fears, hiding all my tears.
They laugh,
they stare,
they make me wanna cry,
they make me want to die,
I just cant stand it anymore.
Im sick of crying, sick of you always lying, sick of not dying, sick of everyone pretending they care, sick of everyone pretending im not there, im sick of everyone pretending their there.
I sit in a corner playing with my knife, praying for the courage to press down, blood drips to the floor, And I find that im already dead.