Inside your f u c k e d up little head i am dead, long gone and far away.
But you were wrong because I'm here 2 stay, not going anywhere, no-where for no-one.
I cant just snap out of this its 2 hard, I've felt like this for too long to just move on.
I felt it and my friends felt it too, the suffering of what the world can do.
It was too much for one of us to take, because they told us to fake everything that we felt.
One day i walked in to her bathroom and opened the cupboard door, and saw the blade, there was blood on the floor, rushed into her bedroom saw her there, her wrists were bleeding still but i knew she was dead.
When i found her there was a note, saying never to forget her it said "please don't" i knew what she meant, she didn't want me to go with her, but i couldn't live without her. So i ran back into the bathroom picked up the blade, sliced my wrists and there we layed.
