No one sees I’m dying
‘Cause on the outside I’m trying
They think they know me
But inside they cannot see
My view against life
My love for my knife
‘Razor sharp kisses’ I call it
But secretly I wish for someone having the wit
To know there’s something wrong
That I’m not just copying some song
To ask for the truth, not before the cam
When I say ‘fine’ if the ask how I am
But no one will ever think that way
I knew it since the first day
Maybe someone will care
But he’s too shy
He wouldn’t dare
To shout at the rest ‘Leave her alone!’
He wouldn’t do that, I’m on my own
But he’ll definitely cry
At the day I’ll die
As I write this I glance out the window
And sadly think about my sorrow
But what’s this? He’s looking at me!
I look around, but there’s nobody else to see
With his cute smile he says “Hi!”
I’m afraid, but I don’t want him to say ‘bye’
He asks how I am
And I don’t have my cam!
He looks into my eyes and asks for the truth
Those kind eyes are filled with ruth
I quietly tell the real story
With all it’s shining morbid glory
Now I don’t have the courage to look at him in the eye
I silently start to cry
I feel that warm arms are warped around me
I look up, and love and kindness is all I see
“Don’t be afraid” he whispers in my ear
Those were exactly the words I wanted to hear
If this isn’t perfect, what is?
Now my life isn’t a black abyss
I have an emotion I never had
Normally I felt very sad
Now I truly feel fine
And I feel how his lips meet mine