I sit and tell my parents nothing is wrong
Wishing that was true
I lie to myself
Trying to make myself feel better

Thinking of why I am not ok
I have thoughts of ending those thoughts
With a pull of a trigger

I soon forget my fairs
And go on with my day
But it's never forgotten

The though stays lingering
Deep in the back of my mind
Whispering thoughts in my head

Thoughts of pulling the trigger
Thoughts of dreams that can't ever be
Thoughts I have hope for

Thoughts I wish was my reality