My Suicide

I feel so stupid,
i feel so ugly,
but what i dont feel,
are your arms reaching out to help me,
im your biitch,
your little wh0re,
your gutless cuntt,
and nothing more
ill be your dope
ill be your lie
youll be my rope
My suicide,
ill be your everything
which is nothing to you
i see my reflection,
the broken prayers
but what i dont see
are your passionate stares
im your biitch
your little wh0re
your gutless cuntt
and nothing more
ill be you wife
ill be at your side
youll be my knife
my suicide
ill be your everything
which is nothing to you
you feel my fears
you see my dreams
what you cant hear
are my silenced screams
im your biitch
your little wh0re
your gutless cuntt
ill be your appraiser
ill be your bride
youll be my razor
My Suicide,
ill be your dope
youll be my hope
ill be your lie
youll be my rope