She’s so depressed
But she covers it up
Nobody knows
That her life’s so tough
She cries all the time
But she doesn’t know why
Sometimes she gets the feeling
That she just wants to die.
Nobody knows
Its her little secret
She could tell someone
But she doesn’t think they’ll keep it
She wants to go to a better place
They call it heaven
She makes a plan
Shell do it at eleven.
She grabs a gun
Puts in a bullet
Points it to her head,
Puts her finger on the trigger and slowly pulls it.
Her mom walks in,
Sees her on the floor
Runs to call the cops
And sees a note on the door,
“i’m sorry for what i’ve done
Please forgive me
I didn’t know where else to go
Sorry you have to see me.
I hate my life
I’m done trying
I’m never happy
And i’m sick of crying
You never care
And your not around
That’s why I did what I did
And i’m dead on the ground.”