I sit on my bed and I cry
wanting wanting just to die...

You all judge me on the cuts and scars you see on...
I see you staring straight a me in disgust...

I see you now your face so white
lighting up the darkened night...

I stand at the edge, so lost, don't know how to...
Silently drifting through my emotions, so alone...

And another sleepless night, spent with the demons...
And another pointless fight, the knife against my...

I try so very hard
to get people to like me...

I'm tired of dying every day
I'm tired of being in the way...

I will admit it now, Although I know you do not...
I want you, I'm sorry, I wish you could be with me...

My friends are all around me
They help me every day...

I want to shout it from the rooftops
Yet I know my feelings must stay locked away...

I wish that I could be like you
Strong and fearless, pretty too...

For one moment, I was on top of the world alive
I saw a reason, a chance to strive...