They can hear the cries
They can see the tears
The meaningless words i scream
The water coming out of my eyes
I try to tell them
I try to explain
The difference from happy
Compared to me
I’m not pretty
I’m not smart
I’m just here
To give people a little start
I solve their problems
I listen to their whines
But when it comes my turn
They just close the blinds
They block me out of their vision
The ugly, depressed sight i am
They want nothing to do with my problems
They only care for themselves
One day I wont be here
And there will be no one left
For them to complain to
So here it is
My final goodbye
I hope youre happy
With your bunch of lies