My Happy Little Story

I'm gonna tell a story, a story of my life. Ill write it with pen and end it with a knife.

The title of my story will be everything iv done. And when the story is finished, I'm gonna have some fun.

To start off in the story, I'll tell give you all a clue. This story isn't just a story, its what i need to do.

My life has been so rotten and i think it needed some work. I tried to fix the problems, but they never seemed to work.
I screwed up everything from just being in their view. It is giving me the reason, of what i need to do.

All the things i tried to help with, but guess they weren't so right. And every time i tried to help, it just ended up in a fight.

So I'm telling everyone, that my last nerve has been shot. The only thing to keep me here is all of what iv got.

A girl I love and some friends i know, and that is about it. But the emotions which flow inside are turning into shit.

Their killing me inside, and forcing me to run. I tried to help and fix the gaps but nothing ever got done.

And now Ill tell the ending and put my knife to use. I cut the veins which held my life and released my souls abuse.