Walking Suicide

I'm a walking suicide
but you'd never know cuz
I hide it I got too much pride
to show my depression
I think about dying everyday
but I just never say so
cuz if I did people would
try to stop me, stop
me from succeeding
my goal. I fold my letter
up saying how I'm sorry for
being a disappointment to
my family and how you'll all be
better without me. You'd never
think little baby girl would try
something so bold didn't
know that the mold you
made her into turned it's grin
and that hell really does exist
in her eyes and she cries
for god to please just let her
die and be free for once from
the reality she lives in
But all this you'll never
know cuz I hid, just to much
pride but the matter of fact is
I'm a walking suicide