Suicidal Thoughts

Every one sees me smiling

Nobody sees me cry

Everyone thinks I'm lively

But deep down inside wish I could die

More often than not I feel as if the world would be better off without me and no one would care if I disappeared

I'm a burden and a pain I'm I bitch and something to hate

The pain won't end I am just a shell I can still feel love but life is a living hell

I fight my demons daily but no one cares to notice caught up in their own world on there own shit they must focus

They don't see my walls barely noticed my facade what would make it different if death were to visit me today?