Thats it,
thats all,
i give up,
its the end,
oh god help me,
just stop all the confusion,
i can't make all the decisions,
i can't hear you cry at night,
i can't live in denial,
inside me theres a fire
and no-one knows about it
i have to be the smart one,
the good one,
angel child,
I just can't do it
it's not worth it,
should i just give up,
or live up,
to these expectations,
i can't tell anyone,
not even those i'm close to,
i don't just wanna be depressin,
and yet i keep messin,
up everythin around me,
and now my mumma's ground me,
so there's nowhere i can 'scape to,
Through all the stuff I go through
and every day i go through,
what no-one else should do
and not just all this fam'ly -hit
I could deal with that
Y'all think that's my only problem
Know what? -UCK THAT!
I've got a lot more on my plate
I'm fed more than I can chew
And every day I think about it,
And it hurts me deep inside,
And yet I still cry,
It kills me every time,
You can't even think 'bout thinkin what I've bin thinkin,
It's the worst thing you could imagine,
Just try to invision
The worst thing in existance,
It makes me sick to my stomach,
I have to live through each day,
And each day I cry,
Why can't I just die?
So this is my message,
I hope it somehow gets to send,
Else it's the end,
Oh well,
I'll just keep up the pretend,
So so long,
Thanks for readin'
Good ridddence,
Goodnight...
*this is a re-write off the top off my head, as i lost the first one, so this isn't half as good :(*
