Better Off Dead

by Broken   Mar 26, 2007


I hate how I can’t breathe
When I think about losing you
So I just live in denial
So I can make it through.

I hate how I cant see
Because the tears flood my eyes
So I just live in tomorrow
So I dont need a disguise

I hate how I cant feel
Because Im numb from all the pain
So I cut myself each night
So I feel alive again

I hate how I cant sleep at night
Because I see you when my eyes are closed
So I just drink a bottle each night
So I just pass out and I don’t know.

I hate myself for hurting me
More than you ever did.
But since you dont want me anymore
Id be better off dead.

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