Don't be you

They dont see the hurt They dont see the strife All they see is you picking up that knife Ready to take your own life They call you crazy They call you weak But all you want is some relief From all if the pain That leaves your heart with a stain They say they understand yet call you insane No one underatands what youve been though Relatives, friends, and doctors too Give you perscriptions is all that they do Because they cant handle you being you