Go to my dresser, find the weapon of my choice....
But there is a voice, wanting to scream and just wanting to cry....
And now it is time I say good bye...
I am sick of all the lies and all the times I have had to hide.....
My arms look worse...but what lyes inside is what really hurts......
This is what I want, so just let me be...let me lye here to bleed...
You are all I want you are all I need, but you don't love me so let me go...let me leave...
Now I am dead the color is red...
My life was a game filled with hatred and pain......
Now I go so let the pain flow.....
