Too much pain stuck inside of me
So much I've forgotten how to love
Too much tears I've cried
So much I've forgotten how to hug
I keep calling
And no ones there
I keep bleeding
But no one cares
Screaming out my lungs
They still don't see
What's happening to me
This is a test
A test of love I think
If they really love me, they'll stop me
And so far they're failing
I keep trying to suck it up
But I always break
And I keep regretting this
Was this a mistake?
What more can I do
If they can't see me
What more can I cry or scream
If they can't hear me
Everything is so useless now
I might as well get it over with
I take out the gun from under my pillow
and.....
Now I can shout, now I can be strong
Now they can hear me
They're crying out
I still love them don't get me wrong
But they deserve to live with this pain
I love them
But they're the ones to blame
I'm not crying anymore
My arms have healed
They're no longer sore
So what is suicide to you?
A constant pain reliever?
Or a pain receiver?
All I know is that I'm happy now
All I know is that I can breathe
All I know is that I'm glad I'm dead
Because now I'm finally able to dream happy thoughts
After one good shot
I know it made them sad
But they killed me, inside before I was dead
IT was like I was already dead
I was just a ignored ghost waiting to rest
