People don’t seem to understand the thoughts in my head

The thoughts that make me think I’d be better off dead

Don’t worry I know these are not the truth in fact they’re far from it

But as I look at my mountain of pain I cannot even see the summit.

Thank you in advance to those of you who’d offer help

Your sincerity is much obliged and your concern is surely felt

But unfortunately I must refuse your suggestions

And ignore all of your questions

I must shut you all out and handle this on my own

I’m not a little kid anymore I have surely grown

You see my problems are my own my problems are unique

For my problems are of a man who loves too pure and too deep

I cannot begin to show you what it means to be me

For I believe there are some things even God and Jesus should not see

And though it may be hit or miss

I can tell you this

Some days I conquer my problems and others they me

Some days I rise above them and some days I drown in their endless sea

Some days I bury the pain deep and some days it piles high

And on those days I wonder why do I even try

Everyday I live with this pain believe or not it’s true

I can’t imagine what it would be like if this pain were to plague you

There is a gaping hole right here that nothing can fill

Nothing that’s at the bottom of any bottle or inside of any pill

Every night before bed I lay down and wonder why

Every night before bed I break down and cry

But the new day dawns and the sun also rises

I do believe that is one of life’s true prizes

I’ve made it this far and it has not gotten any easier

The pain is no less and I reiterate it has not gotten any easier

But every morning I still get dressed and I walk out that front door

And I say “Is that all you got world? ‘Cause I can take so much more!”