Sometimes the pain's too strong to bare. And life gets so hard you just don't care. You feel so alone you just sit and cry. Every second you wish you could die. Then you start thinking who would care. If one day they woke up-and you weren't there.

She smiles with all that she has left, yet tears are left un-dried. And though she's got so much to say, she bottles it up inside. If you look past her broken eyes to a shadow no one sees, a disguise so you won't recognize, the girl is really me.

There's this girl in the mirror, I wonder who she is. Sometimes I think I know her and sometimes I wish I did. There is a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbye. When she's looking back at me I can tell. She's hurting inside.

I dont understand what people r telling me, I dont understand all the "skills" i should be using, I dont understand alot and that y im struggling but no one understands

Im trying so hard , i cant try any harder, im starting to fall again and this time i cant do it on my own

It doesnt matter what people say, i know me the best and i just dont care what they tell me

As I am going toward suicide i try to pull away and keep trying but i cant do this on my own , everyone will relize when im dead they should of listened to me

Sometimes life's not fair
and most of the time you have to deal with it
but sometimes the best way is to put a gun to your head and not deal with it at all

Im just the girl standing in the background of all the happy people

Trying way to hard to get you to like me
but apparently im not trying hard enough