Do I have too, the world is to much Every moment a struggle People don't see me the way I see inside Right now suicide is feeding me Every moment is getting to much So many friends, but talking can be to hard Sealing myself in, the out side a picture I* wish upon a *life, that I didn't feel this so much Open me up see what's turning insideout No that this is a illness, make a call, life is worth so much
Such a nasty illness like a vine it can consume, if ever this feeling is with you, know there is family and friends that can help never feel that life is a weight upon you,Talk..