I didn't want to admit, I think its easier to lie.

                    But hiding the hurts inside of me and to smile instead to cry.

                                           I'm tired of trying, sick of crying.

                                  You can see me smiling, but inside I'm dying.

                              

                                           The scars on my wrist prove that 

                                  I will be no longer existing in this unfair world.

                                           

                                           Do you all know how I feel? 

                                     Bad words will be around me all day, 

                                              I'll just be ignoring them.

                                    But inside, I'm really dying day by day.

                                        I'm heart is deeply hurt by all those peoples.

                                          Should I care that much?

                                            Should I end this life?

                                      But I'll never give up till the end.