No name

They say when someone dies, its for the best
but all it really is, a big fat pest
death only causes, heart break, and pain
when he died it left a stain
on my heart

i don't really know what to think
got ink?? i wear my grandfather on my heart
I'm scared, no name, identity stolen,
by the sound of the music, it took him away

i held out my wrist when i found out thought to my self
if he should die so should i, got ready to cut
and he said to me, why??? why would you do this to your self??? i said for closer, something for me.

it felt like he slapped me, and took the pain away
instead of my wrists they were his.