Sword

Life is twisted
Out of control

I give and give
Til' I can't give anymore

No one to appreciate me
No one to listen to me

I cry inside
I cry at night

It doesn't make sense
Is this what life was meant for?...

There is no reason for my existence
No explanation, no excuse

I found my answer after searching & searching
I must end this curse called life

With the depths of pain within me
I go to the bathroom and lock the door

I press the sword to my skin
My plan is to press and press til' I am no more...

I start to press when suddenly there's a knock at the door
My plan is ruined this time

I will have to think some more