I'm tired of my life already,
Since people think suicide is funny,
Then maybe I'd somehow got positive attention,
Even if they thought i was just posing.
And i don't care,
I'll let my wrists bleed,
But I'll later clean the floor
Especially before
The stupid & innocent people bust that door,
That i locked up,
So i won't be hated anymore,
Too bad that suicidal thing
For me is affecting me
Slowly.
And i just want to make the world happy;
There might be peace
If i plead myself to get me away from the people of this earth,
Since I'm not worth
Living at all,
Since i always mess up & fall.
That's how come I'm not really that tall
Inside-
As in when i lose my pride,
And i try to get high,
So i could get by
In my "life"
Faster so i can die.
yeah, i know it's a bit corny, but i wrote it like a year ago...
