• I'm trapped by my sound proof box
    I can't tell you why I cry
    Or why I wish to die
    You won't understand and if you do
    You won't know how to help, damn how that's true
    I'm far more intelligent then I seem to be
    If I can hide my depression where you won't see
    You won't end up at all like me
    I smile at day, and I cry at night
    I look so silly in the morn'
    But mourn I do at twilight
    I can only stand parent's at home with an attitude
    I have to try to stop these tears from falling down
    This is the only way I can explain
    The only way to let you know
    That if I have been crying for nights on end
    It seems you will never see
    The depression that lies deep withing me