Praying for the day to come
when death will surround me
finally i will know the feeling
of setting my spirit free.
Days go by and by
my mind just starts to dream
reality is no more
and my soul just starts to scream.
I feel rejected and lost
I'm a world where i don't belong
i simply feel that happiness
is an emotion that's wrong.
I fall asleep cold
hoping to die
so that no longer
my soul will cry.
My eyes are blank
my face white and pale
I'm losing my sanity
and my spirit is frail.
death seems to be
the only way of joy
because I'm tired of being
everyone's emotional toy.
