I can feel the pain in my soul I try to hide it form you though my eye's give it all away why cant you change back why can't everything change back to make me happy again. Now it seems like in my life that everyone hates me, everyone wants me gone well your wish can come true if you help me pull the trigger to end your missery an mine.
I know all my friends would watch you pull the trigger to my head they would cheer when my blood was sprayed they would cut me open an take my heart out an stab it showing me up in heaven that they never loved me the way I loved them.
Including that one person that helped me pull that trigger he would split my heart in pieces for everyone to burn in there hands an watch my soul scream in each piece.
