The door slams shut
The window shatters...
She sits at the back of the class
surrounded by her friends...
I can't stand my life like this.
I can't stand this pain...
Another tear falls,
As she closes her eyes...
Everyone thought she was nuts,
Just another goth freak...
Oh, Grim Reaper have I not suffered enough?
Come take this pathetic...
It's the soundless moment,
When the rain covers all the roads...
My tears so silent
And always hidden...
What time is there to dwell on this life?
For all that we gain is sorrow and strife...
You can dress her up,
Or dress her down...
I sit here on my bed with a knife,
Waiting for the moment, to end my life...
Every day i think about you,
Every day i want you here more and more...