Just take another pill,

take another dose,

take a few more even though the flavors gross,

Slit one more time,

they don’t tell you it’s a crime,

to vandalize trash,

there won’t be no back lash,

take the gun put it to your brain,

no one there to tell you that your insane,

load the pistol up,

sniff a lot of “stuff”,

getting really edgy now blow your brain up,

this is my emotions,

i fight them every day,

these are my thoughts,

I’m a puppet in which they play,

i wanna cut the strings,

but i’m standing on the chair,

little do you know,

your never aware,

every day I fight it,

the though and all the pain,

i cut my wrists and take my pills feeling numb and plain,

i’m getting kinda dizzy now i’ve fallen to the floor,

never had anyone to tell me don’t do it before,

since no one did save me,

all they did was hurt,

hit, beat, and rape me treating me like dirt,

good bye cruel world i’m done now,

i say staring at the moon,

with the strings so tight i see death start to bloom,

jumping off the chair now i hope your happy too,

because now i know no one at my funeral will be blue….

because they never…. had a clue…