I try to help everyone
With their problems and their worries
I try to make things easier
I try to make things work...
I listen to them work through their pains
And i lend a helping hand
But where are they when i need them?
And why don't they understand?
Why don't they help me?
And try to be my friend?
Why can't they just pay attention or see...
That that girl they know is really fake
A make-believe friend...
Why can't they see the tears?
Filling my hazel eyes..
Why don't they see the scars?
Marking my pale small wrists..
Why can't they notice for once i'm not happy!!
Why don't they hear my cries??
But yet in the end i know
They'll always wonder....
Why the hell did i die?....
