THE worlds sadness

I hate myself
i cannot lie
i wake up each morning hoping to die
a song of sorrow my heart sings to me
the sad, stinging pain with every beat
i cut my wrists so i can see
when i hurt others i hurt me
the wish of dying cuts through the love
sent by others to me whom they love

there's a pain burning inside me
a pain the smartest person wouldn't see,because
I'm good at smiling to hide the pain
when i feel I'm losing life's little games

i cant change the past
but it haunts me every day
i want to say sorry
in any kind of way
but it's not easy & memories make it hard to say
the pain the heartache gathered up in me
the burden of the world living inside of me.
i cant be happy when others are mad
it pains me so to see them sad.
but for me to truly be happy would require there to be....
a happiness the world will never be able to see