I want out,
I want to die,
I no longer want,
To sit and cry.
I don't want you,
To look at me,
And hate the girl,
That you will see.
I want to scream,
Release this pain,
Instead of tears,
Falling down again.
I want to throw,
My life away,
Then maybe it,
Will be OK.
I want this baby,
To be born first,
But then I'm gone,
I have been cursed.
I want to show you,
There's emotion still,
In this body,
That craves to kill.
I want out,
I want to die,
These last tears,
Are my goodbye.