The only time I'm ever free
Is when I play my music...

I sit on my bed and I cry
wanting wanting just to die...

In this cruel dark world of pain
Slitting closer to the vein...

The addictions back I want them so much
On to me they have a clutch...

I really thought I knew my friends
But then that sad illusion ends...

Mirrors surrond me everywhere
Wherever I go they're there...

I wish I was real thin
at least then I'd fit in...

I dance around in falling rain
Trying to forget my pain...

Look behind you
Peekaboo...

Staying alive is trying
The constant bloody crying...

This is just a short poem
One that is for you...

I said I'd never take them
I promised to myself...