I’m really trying to smile,
I’m trying to be happy
as you turn the knife around
and smile as my blood is falling,
my blood is falling to the ground.
I look down,
I look on the ground below me,
and all I see is blood.
My blood.
Even though I try to move on,
try to ignore the pain,
there’s only emptyness in my heart,
my mind just reminds me.
Still I do my best to seem happy;
I try to smile,
while all I want to do is lie down and cry,
all I want to do is release my pain and my anger.
