Looking at the light outside my window pane
I slowly realize I am going insane
Crawling on the floor to find a fly
Finding a reason for which i can die
Smile at the bars and dried blood
Smile at the losers shouting in my head
Smile at my parents calling my name
Smile at the creatures crawling within my brain
I wish they'd take that weird cloth off me
So I can hang myself out in the lobby
I know you think I deserve to be in this loony bin
But at least I tried my best to die the way I wanted to..
