The bullshit is hidden
The pain lies under the surface
Idiotic exterior
Betraying the rest
Can't handle the bullshit
But can't reveal the pain
Not acceptable for society
Attached to stigma and shame
Suicidal tendancies
Uncontrolled thoughts
I clearly remember the door
I'm walking towards
Open or closed
It's still the same
Live with the bullshit
Die with the pain