Have you ever been mad enough or sad enough,
you don't know what to do,
weather you should kill,
them or you,
deciding is the hard part,
either way one will suffer,
whatever you choose to do,
you will never find comfort,
every life ends, why not mine,
it would be oh so easy,
i could do it if i find,
that everything will be ok,
when im gone,
im pretty sure of that,
they wont miss me long,
they found me in my room
heart not beating,
this is what i choose to do,
now ill be leaving.
