Wear a mask to hide the struggle
To see if anyone could tell
The only time they'd ever care though is when I go and kill myself
I'm sorry if it comes to this but it is my last resort
Life is like a game of chess and I feel like a pawn
Mom I'm sorry that I'm gone guess I wasn't strong
Enough to carry on
But at some point I hope that it dawns
That its all my fault I've done so much wrong
Never meant no harm
Was I meant to be? Meant to be this way?
A question that repeats almost every day
But I still believe it was not in vain cause even they can see all that I have changed
I will roam upon the earth collecting lessons I have earned
We just have to change our ways so we don't have to ever say
Mom I'm sorry that I'm gone guess I wasn't strong
Enough to carry on
But at some point I hope that it dawns
That its all my fault
I've done so much wrong
Never meant no harm