Nobody Knows This pain, this hurt locked away in my head. Nobody knows How inside I'm dead. Blood on my wrist, there's glass in my hand. Nobody knows, they cannot understand. They don't listen, so, they can't hear me cry. Nobody knows, I just wish I could die. Shaking fingers, grasp this plea for release. Nobody knows, how the pain will not cease. Sadness bleeding, emptying to the floor. Nobody knows, I always craved for more. Bleeding slowly, untill my wound will close. Dying slowly, Nobody knows...                                                                     Sting