I smile and I'm still dying
I laugh and I'm still crying
Even the blind will see
I'm dying of a dreadfull disiase

Depression is a silent killer
I fear it creeps up nearer
I need to go home and cry
Some agree I should die

I'll good-bye one more time
Suicide will be my crime
They won't mourn
They didn't even want me born

GUESS NOW I'M DEAD
NOW ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU WANTED?