The anger
The sadness
The pain
It comes form nowhere
And it has no forgiveness
You see the people around you
You see your "friends"
Are they really your friends
Or do they only hang around
Because they feel sorry for you
You think your life is meaningless
And you wonder who, if any
Would miss you when you're gone
Your parents expect you to be perfect
You try so hard for them
Another day you wake up
Another day you are still here
Another day you put on the fake smile
Another day you wait for the end
The end seems as though
It will never be in sight
You decide to help it along
You pick up the knife
You place it to your skin
You watch the crimson blood
As it streams down your skin
Your knees get weak
Your heart grows faint
Your body goes numb
You're finally set free
Free of your pain
Free of your sadness
Free of your anger
Free of your life.
The sadness
The pain
It comes form nowhere
And it has no forgiveness
You see the people around you
You see your "friends"
Are they really your friends
Or do they only hang around
Because they feel sorry for you
You think your life is meaningless
And you wonder who, if any
Would miss you when you're gone
Your parents expect you to be perfect
You try so hard for them
Another day you wake up
Another day you are still here
Another day you put on the fake smile
Another day you wait for the end
The end seems as though
It will never be in sight
You decide to help it along
You pick up the knife
You place it to your skin
You watch the crimson blood
As it streams down your skin
Your knees get weak
Your heart grows faint
Your body goes numb
You're finally set free
Free of your pain
Free of your sadness
Free of your anger
Free of your life.
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