I dont see why anymore,To live a life that seems more like war,I've lost my friends and my dreams are dead,I think about dying while lying in my bed,I see no more reasons to live this life,when my only friend is my dandy knife,it helps me through all the hurt and anger,It helps me through all my danger,I think of how the knife is my friend,and how I can’t seem to find a better friend before the end,But no more do I care about this life and its pain,there’s nothing more to lose and nothing more to gain,I’m done pretending,this is my unhappy ending.
