Sitting with friends on a saturday night
hearing the sounds of laughter and fun
listening to people who live a normal life
seeing the happiness on thier faces
wishing to be laughing with everyone
wanting to live that normal life
having the desire to show true happiness on my face
yet being destroyed by the looks of others
yet being hurt by the betrayal by those once loved
yet being compelled to take my own life in my hands
the sound of the Charlie Brown teachers running through my ears
their voices do not make sense anymore
the confusion of faces and wrong laughter
leave me alone like you do anyway
ignore the slits and scars on my wrists
ignore the silence that comes out of me
you have never helped me why should i expect any more now?
