She goes home each night and thinks to herself
Just let me die, let me die...
My hands plea
For pain...
Ppl think suicide
is the answer to life...
These feelings I have within,
are the feelings I often define...
You say you don't belong here,
And you want to take your life...
I don't know life as an adult sees it,
only as a child and teen...
Your blood is my tears running down my face.
You're screaming in the night...
Follow me past these walls of death,
Bury me upon this grave I stepped...
In the dark it wonders
through the jaggid hall...
Bruses fade father but the pain remains the same...
When I look back all i see is my past.. chasing...
haunting me...
Thoughts of my utter madness are flying...
while knots start stuttering as I am dying...