Behind closed doors
You can not know,
All that I work so hard
Not to show..
On the outside I may seem
as happy as I can be
If only you knew how miserable
it feels to be me
Each and everyday, I live this lie
That all is well and fine,
Only to hide my true feelings
Of walking that thin line
The line of life and death
Of which I want to choose
Whatever will give me peace mind
And very little to lose
Die, not to go into the grave
But to start a life anew
Of making fresh new choices
Where mistakes are far and few
This is not say that I'm not grateful
f what I have today
I just want the chance to relive life
To change my method along the way.
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