The 'Goodbye' Institute.

by FlowerThatDied   Jan 28, 2010


There's only one word I can say to you,
And that word begins with G,
You're staring at me through the glass door,
And screaming, screaming at me.
There's only one look I can give you,
And that look begins with G,
You're standing there, why'd you bring me here?
I'm not mad! I can not be...
Don't let them inject me,
I promise I'll be good,
I'll always do the cleaning,
I'm just misunderstood,
I promise I won't search for the razors,
Or steal the pills from the locked draw,
If you just take me home,
I won't do that anymore,
Please don't leave me here,
I'm so frightened and alone,
They never dare to look at me,
Their words are firm and stone,
I won't write in my diary,
I won't pretend I'm fine,
Please, just take me home,
Please! I'm not malign,
I will always make you coffee,
I will stay in at night,
I will tell you where I'm going,
I do not want to fight,
But where? Where are you going?
Please don't turn away!
No! No! Please don't leave me here!
They dilute me as I decay,
I'm so lonely in here,
God, it is deathly cold,
The bed it smells of bleach,
And the walls they smell of mould,
God when I get out of here,
You know what I'm going to do?
I'm going to do it again, and again,
Until I suceed and guess what? You're coming too.

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