Get Me A Gun.

by Kiera   Jul 25, 2007


Sometimes i can't help myself, Mom.
I want to be able to do whatever i want.

I want to cut myself, Mom.
And just forget about everything else.

Things always go terribly wrong, Mom.
And i end up getting hurt.

Sometimes i wan't to die, Mom.
But all i can do is cry and cry.

Boys always end up breaking my heart, Mom.
And that makes me never want to start.
Never start with meeting another guy, Mom.
Because i know that all he'll do is make me cry.

Get me a gun, Mom.
Please thats all i want you to do.
So i can shoot myself and get out of the pain i'm going through.
Mom, i just want to say,
Thanks for always being there for me.
But Mom, You don't have to worry now,
Because, i'm dead you see.

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