A Change Without Sound

I look and see the long, long road behind me,I glace ahead and see a road that’s never-ending.Stare out the side window and see wide open spaces,I’m no longer seeing broken faces.The white lines are scattered ahead,Reminds me of lives that are shattered and dead.A solid line on the right hand lane,Why do I always take the blame?If things are really the same,Then why have so many things changed?Nobody knows how close I am to a breakdown,That doesn’t matter, ‘cause my death will come without sound.My life is such a lie,I don’t have any more tears to cry.With this last sigh,It’s time to say goodbye.The knife will enter, swift and fast,I won’t have a chance to gasp.Just like that it will be over with,And so many people will wonder why I slipped.No one will know about the pain I was delt,‘Cause no one really cared about how I felt.My parents schemes will finally be put to rest,After I ended what they thought was best.So maybe finally they’ll see,What they forced to become of me.