No one seems to hear me

No one seems to see me

No one seems to be with me

We can fool the world temporarly

However, lies cannot defeat the truth

Truth is nobody cares until it's to late

When DEPRESSION is a silent serial killer

When I am aware that my life is too far to be perfect

When I've commited so many sins

When guilty is my another name

I can't see myself in the mirror

I'm afraid of life, of death, of people, of myself

My fear is the feel of emptiness, of loneliness

Tout ce temps, dans mon coin

Des autres, toujours aussi loin

I know that it's not the good decision

But there are a lot things that makes me take this awful decision, this fatal transition

And since that the sadness were paint on my face

I can't wear anymore joyful mask

Because he was fissured

By the sadness that have shown who really I am

I know ! I know that I am sick !

I knew this when I can only think about sad memories !