Can you feel my pain,
Can you see me crying,
With another slash of the knife,
I feel more like dying.

As I watch the blood run down,
It's a funny kinda feeling,
I look at my reflection with disgust,
Because at the mirror I have been kneeling.
I hide my pain and fears,
I cover them with a smile,
Every day I put on this act,
That I believe my life is worth-while.
But really it's all a lie,
Most days I feel like dying,
Because no-one can feel my pain,
No-one can see my crying.
I come home. I take the knife put it in my skin
And make more obvious this message im trying to send.

People say iam seeking for attention,
And others just don't care,
But all I want is a chance to feel a feeling,
A feeling that isn't there.
I constantly fuck up my life,
As it burns me like a flame

Can you feel my pain,
Can you see me crying,
With another slash of the knife,
I feel more like dying.

Can you feel my pain,
Can you see me crying,
With another slash of the knife,
I feel more like dying.

I admire you, so popular,
I wish I were just like you,
You look at me the same as everyone,
God if only you knew.
So here it is, as I feel
I type my story for you,
Hoping for you to understand,
I don't have the same feelings as you.
Please forgive me, whoever finds,
My body on the floor,
For now im gone, at long last,
I can't feel pain anymore.