A Knife As A Friend

by Matti   Oct 28, 2004


I found a different person,
So I'm Leaving my true love,
I'm leaving her right where i left her,
Away in the pitch dark,
I'm leaving her for a knife,
I'm leaving her for death,
I'm leaving her for someone,
Who lets me forget what I was,
I hate myself,
And the way i am,
I hate the way i look,
And I'll Leave life as i can,
I'll take this knife,
And it will help me,
It comforts me in all the bad,
And never in the good,
It helps me see my favorite color,
Helps me stop the last breath,
It Helps me end this life,
Its not a very good friend,
But its the only choice i have,
Friends they try to help,
But they don't know how i feel,
And the way i really am,
"It's not the way it should be,"
It's not the way it seems,
We argue for hours,
But the knife is always there,
It helps me in the bad,
But betrayed me in the end,
I didn't have that bad of a life,
But thats how it made it seem..

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