Final Blow

Holding your head up and counting the steps
life isn't worth living and you cant forget
The bad people that hurt you and ppl you love
how you believe in a God you cant see up above
Should you let go of life of hold on some more
scream in your pillow or slamming your door
You are the bad kid and you know that its true
as hard as it is you know what you have to do
Just sitting there you cry every night
crying out of anger, fear, and fright
only your family is there by your side
all of your friends slowly started there decline
things were changing slowly as far as I could see
I lost a lot of people that were dear to me
but then I gave up hope and got the nerve to go
I put the gun to my head and took the final blow!