Why do you not care,
how i feel inside...

To my teacher I'm sorry,
for all that I've put u through...

No one understands,
the way i feel inside...

My life is just a play,
up upon the stage...

I'm always there for everyone else,
but no one's there for me...

I don'tneed you,
i don't need to die...

I'm not a toy you can throw away,
i no thats how you think of me and thats how it...

I remember the day that you was there,
it was my first bike ride you showed me you care...

My life is over,
it is coming to an end...

Each scar represents a tale,
a tale of life and fear...

You hit me,
i fall to the floor...

These pills,
all lined up in a row...