I hold floss in my hand, in the mirror, my face I check
Remember my worthless life, and put the floss around my neck
Pulled tight as blood starts to drip from my fingertips
Purple was the color of my face, even my lips
Then when I was struggling for my last breath
I realized I didn’t want to make my death
Something told me life sometimes my be rough
But it’s the pain and anguish that makes you tough
And if I survive this world of hurt and pain
After I’ll live somewhere where it will never rain
So make the best of everyday
Even if your pain seems to never go away
