I ask myself,
and i ask you,
why do we suffer?,
what can we do.
Have been lied to,
and pushed away,
i knew they waited,
and prayed for the day,
that i would crash,
and go up in flames,
I'm the one,
to hurt and blame.
I'm used to pressure,
I'm seeing blood,
why did i do it?,
you said i would.
And now i see you,
look me in the eye,
wipe my tears,
don't let me cry,
take my hand,
leave me there,
tell me you need me,
say that you care.
Take my letter in your hand,
read out loud and understand,
why i did this,and the part that said,
i don't need this
i should be dead.
