Suicide,you think I'm not capable of it,yes I'm scared of death,but I am capable I am,you don't understand me,you just don't understand,I can show you my cuts,but you still don't care,sometimes you act like I'm not even there,I can tell you how I feel,but it doesn't matter,you still don't think its real,well what I speak is true,very true,I can die from an overdose or a rope around my neck,you don't think I can do it,once again I'm telling you I can,I just want to give myself,one more chance.
