I'm really trying to smile, I'm trying to be happy as you turn the knife around and smile as my blood is falling, my blood is falling to the ground.

I look down, I look on the ground below me, and all I see is blood. My blood.

Even though I try to move on, try to ignore the pain, there's only emptyness in my heart, my mind just reminds me.

Still I do my best to seem happy; I try to smile, while all I want to do is lie down and cry, all I want to do is release my pain and my anger.