Suicidal thoughts running through my head
I sometimes think I'd be better off dead
No more pain, no more worrying
No more having to play the game
I wonder if the face in the mirror is the person you see
When you pass me by, what do you think?
On the outside, I smile and I say: "Everything is fine"
But the darkness inside eats my soul
And there's no place to hide, except in my head
I sometimes wish I was dead!
Pretending that I'm fine, howling on the inside
Struggling just to get through the day
Sick of people saying: "You'll be fine, don't worry"
No control of emotions running high
Lock myself away, inside my head, secluded
Keep the outside world at bay
Family and friends, think that I'm not caring
But they can't see what's going on in my brain