me and what i'll do

I'll simply slam the door
and walk out of this place
you'd better watch out for that door
it might just hit you in the face.

I know yoou'll try to talk to me
to find out what went wrong
and I'll just simply ignore you
No, I won't let on.

My mascara is smeared
and now I can't stop crying
NOTHING IS WRONG
but I feel as though I'm dying.

I've taken a few blows to the spirit
I even try to tell you
but you don't want to hear it
so I go try something new.

I find it sort of depressing
yeah its pretty sad
that you just keep asking
why am I so mad?