Listening to the suicidal thoughts inside my head
Telling me, I'm better off dead.
Crying invisible tears all day
With only the hope someone can wipe them away.
No one will help me cope,
And I've given up all hope.
I am shutting out everyone, and listening to the voices inside my head,
Telling me, I'm better off dead.
Can't take another sad day
Clapt hands together and pray
Asking for things in my life to go right,
For me to see a bright hopeful light
Then I open my eyes, only to realize, it's a darkened night.
A river of tears runs through my veins
As happiness defeatedly drains
I know I could be happy,
But no one wants nor cares, so why should I be?
I already know that I have choices...
But why carry on when you hear suicidal voices???