I find it hard to express myself,
to tell poeple how i feel
and to try and get help.

I had a bad day
there's nothing more to say
i just want to go home
and to be left alone

I fail to see,
what it is about me.
that gives you the right,
to start a fight.

All these years
I've cried these tears
but still I'll cry some more

Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but words always hurts the most.

Why did you have to leave me
you left me all alone
you left me here
to fight my fears
now I'm never going home

Let me die
please don't cry
leave me be
and set me free

I'm going to die of something... so why can't it be my suicide.

I'd Rather Kill Myself Than Be Murdered!!!

I smoke pot to escape my world, my thoughts, my urges, my memories and my past.