I am ready with a blade in my hand.
I am ready to stop these endless tears.
This is something I have already planned,
I know I won't live any other years.
I can't stop thinking 'bout all of my friends,
I don't know how I can just leave them there.
And with some I still have to make amends
Because I acted stupid and unfair.
Maybe it's better that I take my life.
All I do is cause confusion and grief.
So I shall cut through the vein with my knife,
As a way to bring everyone relief.
While the blood spills all I can do is think,
And then my life is over with a blink.
