My dream boy doesn't exist |
A locked door, a rusty razor, a towel stained with red. A folded note, a broken mirror, and a young girl lays there dead. Their emotions tangle, the room begins to swirl. She was mommy's perfict angel and daddy's little girl. |
.:i'd rather fall myself:. |
The hole in my heart can't be seen. |
Each and every night I pray |
The game of life is hard to play I'm gonna lose it anyway. The losing card I'll someday lay...and that someday is today. |
A special someone |
My death they'll soon hear |
"Suicide Is The Path I Chose, Cause If I'm Dead, I'd Have Nothing To Lose." |
Suicide is like love ..... |