Each and everyday
i do the same things
go to school
go to work
go home
cut my wrists
i have no social life
i have no friends
i barely have a means to my ends
theres never enough food on the table
never unsoiled clothes on my back
its hard enough,especially with everything so unstable
and im forever watchful for one of my dads revengeful attacks
my dad drinks and beats
my mom snorts crack and cheats
my whole family is a wreck
same as my life
and thats why i go for the knife
it eases my terrible pain
lifts me far off the ground
and all the while, my cold,salty tears fall like rain
no one will notice,because i do not dare make a sound
i cry for the things i cannot have
the things that should go right,but end up bad
for all the unfair things that happen to us
taking what life gives us,is what we must
tonight is the night,for this special job
so i grab the knife
and i know that soon my life i will rob
because tonight i will have taken my own life
