Why am i dieing to live
if I'm living to die
why am i continuing with the pain
if i could easily reach the Sky's
all the hear takes isn't worth the pain
but when you decide to take your life away your the only one to balm
all fingers point at you people no even wondering why
you went through all this stuff and made the decision to die
you strain yourself to fight the pain
little do you know when you slit you wrist you cut a vain
the blood starts to flow like an everlasting river
then you notice your dieing and you start to quiver
you try to yell help but you cant find the tone
ten seconds later you notice your gone
