As the tears fall from my eyes
People think of me the girl, that never cries.
But, I do. Every night before I sleep
Over something bad, over that one creep.
My mom, my crappy life
How bad I want to end it, with one slice of the knife.
And then I'd dance in heaven, with my dad, and his mom
I wouldn't graduate, I wouldn't go to prom.
If I did, I'd be laughed at and spit at for an unknown reason
and in heaven, I'd be able to watch every season
With a smile on my face, and no doubts, or regrets
I wouldn't be around the preps, or the guys, with the dumb bets
The people that were happy, just because they were popular, and pretty.
Everyone was around to give them self pity and someone that's witty.
Someone I'm not, and never will be.
I'm all alone, and I have all F's but one D.
So as I see my life tick by
All I can do is cry
I go to the kitchen, and grab the knife
and fulfill my wish, and end it all with a slice...now people don't have to be nice.
