Driven to Suicide

I don't know what you do,
To make me feel so blue,
But you've touched a sensitive nerve,
You're torture I don't deserve,

I need to get away,
From this sadistic game you play,
You screw with my mind,
Sanity is what I need to find,

I'm not coming back home,
Just talk to me over the phone,
'Cos at home, I relive a hostile atmosphere,
Mixed feelings,
Such as hatred and fear,

I do appreciate what you've done for me,
But it's time for me,
To be set well and truly free,
So please leave me be,

All these years you thought I was fine,
But you didn't see the sign,
All those years I've lied,
Really you've driven me to suicide,

Please don't cry,
Don't even say goodbye,
Just lay me to rest,
Trust me it's for the best,

By Jay Basey © 2004