Somebody, please help me
I don't think I can go on anymore
For if this is living,
Then I think I'm better off dead

I've done a pretty good job so far, haven't I?
My smiling face, my mask of lies
No one's seen through them yet
No one knows
And just for this matter, I'll give myself a little pride

Nobody knows
I starved myself for days on end
You thought it was just a diet, didn't you?

Nobody hears
I binged on and on
Threw up sick, all over the toilet floor
I blasted my music - loud and proud
You never knew, did you?

Nobody sees
When I lose myself
That slash across the wrist
The thrill and the high, the joy of the ride
You'll never guess that it burns, don't you?

I wish that those stories, they were true
The ones where mummies and daddies know, by instinct - everything
The ones where best friends can sense when something's wrong
The ones where the knight in shining armour saves you

But these stories, they're just made to disappoint aren't they?
Because mummies and daddies, they're never perfect
And best friends, they stab you - not in the back, but in the heart - where it hurts the most
And as for that knight in shining armour?
He can slay dragons, monsters, and every other horror
But can he save me from myself?

And I think I finally understood what love is
Love is like when you want that person to shine like the brightest star
Even if it means you lose your own light
Love is like when you urge that person to do something they don't want to, just so they don't make your own mistakes
Even is it means you end up being hated

But I think, most of all:
Love is like when you start to grow apart
Deliberately distance yourself
From everything and everyone you hold dear
Just so you hope it'll ease the pain for them
When you leave forever