The knife cuts deep
But doesn\'t hurt
Blood trickles and soaks
Your white cotton shirt
Your life\'s a lie
You\'re happy you say
But after all, at the end of the day
You cut deeper to find, your feelings that hide
In the thickness of night, they wriggle and writhe
Stuck tourtured in a black abyss
You know that something is amiss
Normal people don\'t feel this way
Your thoughts start leading you astray
Your eyes are dry
Its your soul that sobs
you paste on a smile
Because that\'s your job
Letting others know
that you\'re okay
even when things
don\'t seem that way