I just wanna cut my skin,
Wishing my life never begin.
No one wants me around anyways,
So, why can't I end my life today?
I feel like I am unwanted around here,
I feel the end of my life is so near.
I see a black rose peddle on the ground,
I look down, and guess what I see?
I see one drip of blood dripping off of me.
Oh shit, I already began to cut my skin,
Now I see my life is at it's end.
Soneone walks up to me, and yells for help,
I yell for them to just go,
As I sit and watch the open veins flow.
I sit crying as I eat on a hand full of pills,
I tell them, "Listen, This is the deal."
"I'm going to get up from here, and I'm going to leave,
Without anyone following me."
I get in my truck and go for a drive,
I say, "Rest In Peace, Marsha"
And take my truck for a dive
P.S. It's too late, I'm already gone.
