I'm going to bed, depressed once again.
Don't ask me why because I don't know.
I don't understand why I'm like this,
but for some reason I want it to snow.
For some reason, I can no longer think.
I can no longer understand even myself.
Its getting rather annoying.
I wanna become a doll and sit on the shelf.
I wanna leave this world as soon as i can.
To get away from everything for forever.
You all can call me names like emo,
but when I'm gone, you'll miss me severely.
So long and goodnight.
For away I go.
Never to wake,
and never to show.
