Trufully

They turn a blind eye to my sadness They leave me in the dark They don’t see the scars on my arm From the knife that was so sharp They turn away in fear When I look them in the eye They say that I am as dark As the midnight sky I dress up in black As if someone died When I said I just like the color I lied Maybe it’s in my genetics To live this strange way But trufully I just want To die this way They turn a blind eye to my sadness They leave me in the dark They don’t see the scars on my arm From the knife that was so sharp They turn away in fear When I look them in the eye They say that I am as dark As the midnight sky I dress up in black As if someone died When I said I just like the color I lied Maybe it’s in my genetics To live this strange way But trufully I just want To die this way