Unhappiness is a part of me..
Depressed and alone.. Cant you see?
I wanna get out of this
Your like an addiction.. Or a slit to the wrist.
Cant you say goodbye and release me from my pain?
Keeping me with sadness.. What of this will you gain?
Im your toy you play with when your bored.
The prize toy that you scored.
My heart is the metal you hold on your wall
My mind is but only an empty hall
I hate you for all the things you have said and done.
You broke my heart but, I will be ok in the long run..
