Dieing

by ღ.:lil_angel:.ღ   Jan 7, 2005


Today is the day...
He... I’ve said that many days b4
Make up your mine!!
(Die, leave, die...)
I’m sitting here
Crying¨
Begging
But there’s no one here to hear me.
Gun shoot
Blood
Do I really want to kill myself?
Leave this world that treats me so bad
Feel nothing but freedom
Freedom
(Die b**ch)
What about love?
(Love what?
Don’t know what it is
There’s nothing for you to live for.)
My family says I’m mentally sick.
Of course I’m not; I’m just a little different.
A different girl, with a different fate
Because she will not die tonight.

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