I feel like crap,
people tell me do this do that.
Some even call me fat.
Stuff like that gets to me,
i know it ain't true,
but even so,i get blue.
even my love,
dumped me and got me mad.
now I'm full of regrets,
now I'm sad.
I'm depressed beyond belief,
a fake smile,
makes u have relief.
but it hurts me inside,
so i take the scars and hide.
i love blood,
i love the taste.
i hate how my love,
is a waste.
i love all,
and everyone.
but for some reason,
i get peod and they all run.
it's a natural habit i cant escape.
i try so hard,
but when we're apart,
i cant think.
I'm a b*t*h everywhere,
all because i heard rumors,
that you didn't care.
i think they're true,
though i didn't want to believe.
i hear that people care,
but what bout before,
before the scars were there.
you all make me cry,
every one of you,
i lost the fight.
almost every night i pick up the knife,
and i cut till the pain i want is there.
it stings like hell,
but i keep cutting,
until i hear a bell.
it's like a siren in my head,
the opposite voice,
that wants me dead.
i can live out every thing,
everyone even.
but not you,
i take to the extreme.
you took my pride,
by setting me aside.
You said good-bye,
and then that day,
i even cried.
i couldn't stop,
it was like a dying crop.
you dint even think of me,
you wish I'd die.
then when i say it,
you turn and even sigh!
you ask me why,
and i want you to think.
if you had my life,
would you sink?
just into the blood and darkness,
wishing to kill you all.
and watching you squirm and crawl.
i want you to drop dead,
and fall.
i want you to die,
feel the pain i feel inside.
i want to be left alone to die,
my own way,
not to live another day.
because the reason why i must live,
the one person i crave...
broke me heart,
and I'm not that brave.
I'd rather keel over,
just be in eternal rest,
then would you cry,
or think it's the best?
i did'nt know anything,
every things a mess.
all i know is that tonight,
from this note i give you,
I'm going to eternal rest...
