Always talk,
talk to everyone around.
Keep smiling and laughing,
Don't do any thing alone.

That's not who I am,
But it's what everyone likes.
Laughter is not that good a friend,
How can I smile, when inside I am crying?

If you my friend,
Have a knife.
Give it to me,
I need to ****** twice.
One my heart and the other my mind,
Because I can't smile, when I am dying inside.

Once they are gone,
I'll start a new life.
In this one I am talkative,
And more often do I laugh and smile.

Maybe then they will accept me,
Even if that's not who I am.
In trying to change my essence,
They lost a daughter, a friend.

I know at the end,
I will still be alone.
But just existing,
Not living anymore.

My mind and heart gone,
I will be truly alone.
But I hope they will be happy,
Because to please them,
I am not myself anymore.