This life of dreams
and silent screams
is too much to take
i feel like a fake
i cry alone
my pain not shown
my feelings inside
myself i hide
afraid of your thoughts
my broken soul rots
why do i care?
these things i don't share
tear me apart
what's left of my heart?
here i am
ending this scam
i cut my arm
i like the harm
it soothes the pain
now i slice my vein
but why would you care?
you've never been there
all this time I've needed you
but help me you wouldn't do
I've taken my final stand
as the knife drops from my hand
i cling to my rabbit
my childhood habit
but who else was there?
no one could care
my rabbit, my everlasting friend
always there to help my heart mend
but my rabbit couldn't talk
nor could she walk
she had no life
yet she helped with my strife
her cloth that was white
now a crimson red, why does this feel right?
I'm starting to go
i can feel my blood slow
my life starting to fade
i look at the mess i made
but it's too late now to fix what I've done
all my senses are coldly numb
the clock above begins to chime
and i look around me one last time
holding my rabbit against my chest
i slip away, my soul at rest
