Yeah I've tried suicide
But it's losing it's place as a favorite of mine
I try and try every night
It doesn't seem to end my life
My story, My poem I'm about to tell you
Please remember that it's all true
The way I tried and tried to kill myself
And somehow I still have good health
I've swallowed ink and I've swallowed led
And every night for a while my wrists have bleed
Double A batteries slide down my throat
Still I'm alive and you read what I wrote
I cut with pins and needles and broken glass
Knives, razors, and bones but alas
I still breathe this air
And I'll still be despair
Stop my heart from beating
And my body I'll stop mistreating
But until that day comes
I'll stay of what I become
