You take out the knife

I pull out the drawer
And take out the knife
Saying to myself,
"I wanna end this life."

My life's changed
It's crazy now
Hoping to get better
But I don't know how

Can't trust anyone
Cant be yourself
Trying to be different
end up like everyone else.

Lost all your friends
Over stupid fights
Act like you dont care
But it keeps you up all night

Lost the love
of your whole entire life
You thought you'd always be together
You thought you'd be his wife

But then you find out
Theres not one guy you can trust
They don't really love you
They jsut love your lust.

You thought you could trust him
That you were ready to give him a "job"
Then uou break up and he tells everyone
All you can do is try not to sob

You decide to dump them
Its a big mistake
He spreads a rumor
Says your boobs are fake

He tells everyone
you're a major wh.ore
That you went all the way
...and even some more.

People start trashing you
From left to right
Calling you a wh.ore
Always starting fights

You start losing friends
The ones tht "always have your back"
When this is the time you need them most
Need the support that you now lack

Then your grades start slipping
Used to get all A's and more
Well that perfect average
Turns into a 54

Your parents are already way too strict
And now there even more
They never would of guessed there "angel"
Is now a friendless stupid wh.ore

Your parents think it will be good
To now go to chruch more often
And to join a youth group!
...You wish you were in your coffin

They think it would be good
to be grounded for 10 weeks
They want you to get a full ride
They want you to be a total geek

Always trying to impress
But your never good enough
Stand each time you fall
Pretend that your tough

But then you see a glimmer of hope
You've been crushing on a boy
OMG I think he likes me back!
Praying he doesnt treat you like a toy

But of course
The one person you love to see
Is gonna move away
"Why does this happen to me?"

Your lifes falling a part
You dream you werent living
Life totally sucks
And your sick of giving.

There might be a way to deal
There might be a way to end life
You search the room wondering
whered I put that knife?

Then you open the drawer
And you take out that knife
And you say to yourself,
"I'm gonna end my life"

Now you've really done it
Your body lays on the floor
The depressing life you lead
Doesn't exist anymore