I want out of this life,
that's why I'm writing this letter,
I just need to die,
that's the only way I'll get better,
I've been so stuck in this pain,
and it only gets bigger,
the only call left to make,
is to call the grave digger,
I can't handle my feelings,
this just can't be the real me,
now the thoughts are just killing,
and this emptiness fills me,
maybe I need therapy,
or do I just need the pills,
it feels so embarrassing,
when all my darkness reveals,
I find myself begging me,
to just let all of this go,
but when something's upsetting me,
I just can't find my hope,
so I want out of this life,
I'll just leave you this letter,
and I'm sorry, I tried,
but things just never got better...
