Every night I think of me
How I used to care
Then I started doing thing
I never should of done
I started cutting
I started beaning suicidal
all I thought was that this was normal for me
My life went away
I went away
The pain was just too much
for my soul
I took some pill last night
about 2 bottles
I thought my life isn't worth living
so I took them one by one
I just got back from the hospital
I know I shouldn't do what I am planning
I plan to puts a gun to my head
but before that I shall dig a razor all the way thought my skin until
I bleed allot
So goodbye world
