im a person of sacrifice
i put other peoples happiness before mine
i tell the truth
i find no joy in lying

i take hits
so others don't have to
i block fires
so others can walk through

i've done this all my life
i've boxed in my hate since i was a kid
i put it in a jar
and i sealed it tight with a lid

i don't know why
but i don't think im a very good person
or a person that deserves
i try to be someone good
someone that serves

maybe one person can't do it all
so why keep trying
you'll just continue to fall
and keep on crying

its so much easier just to die
because there is no hope
im not gonna say why
because no one is going to help
i won't say goodbye
because not even I love myself
my soul isn't gonna float up high
because im going to hell
there won't be a single tear in my eye
because there won't be one in the eye of anyone else

i just want to be seen
but it would seem
that no one's ever gonna care
so ill die in the despair

if not believing in me is something everybody wants to do
then i guess i will too