Happy birthday me
You've reached another year
You haven't killed yourself yet
You've lived with all the fear
All the tears and misery
All the people that made fun of me
All the people that never cared
All the times at God I swore
Got fed up and marched out of the
Room
Kept thinking thoughts of suffering
And doom
Wanted to die or get revenge
All the fear of living life
Another year without the knife
You've gotten through the pains
Of it all
You picked yourself up after you
Failed
You cry and you bleed and you Crawl on the Earth
Sad and pathetic
And getting worse
Happy birthday me
You've made it another year
You lived your sad life
You got use to the tears
You feared the world
Got crushed and depressed
But you didn't kill yourself
You weren't like the rest
Most of them would be gone by now
But you were a surviver
Blow out the candles
Make your wish
Lets hope your death wish
Will come through
It would be a dream come true
Lets end this life
Lets play another game
Reward yourself with the knife
For getting through all the pain
You feel you are no longer sane
You aren't sane anymore because
Of what you've gone through
Anyone with a mind would have
Taken their life
But no straight jacket for you
Instead a knife
Lets make a wish
To take your life
Happy birthday to me
Hip hip hooray
Today is your final
Very last day
You will give yourself a gift
Because no one else got you one
You're going to smile for once
After all these years
Your smile has hid behind the
Sadness and the tears
But it came out today
It came out to play
Lets play a quick game
A game with the knife
If you die
You win the game if you loose your Life
If you loose you try again
Try and try until you win
When the lights go out
And they don't come back
When you blow out the candles
When your wish comes true
What a wonderful present
From yourself to you
Happy birthday me
Lets play with your new toy
Reach for the knife
You're now a big boy
Place it against your wrist
And cut away
What a wonderful
Life threatening day
Hip hip hooray
Finally dying
No more fears
And no more crying
Happy birthday to me
Any minute you'll be dead
And if it doesn't work
Just put a bullet in your head
Happy birthday to me
Sing the birthday song
In the back round the music
Is the funeral march
What a special day it is
Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday dear self
Happy birthday to me
I've got a slit on my wrist
And a smile on my face
All the years I've been living
They were all just a waste
So happy birthday
Happy birthday dear me
You've lived through Hell
And now you're dying
Not one of my best poems...
Go read swinging out of life and into death or something....everyone seems to enjoy that one..
