My knife looks oh so tempting
so i begin reaching...

I know you're feeling lost,
And I know you feel alone...

These feelings are confidential
for no one else's eyes...

These voices screaming in my head
telling me i should be dead...

Past changes plant doubt within my soul.
They act as tangled weeds...

I'm sitting here silently,
Staring at the brightly lit screen...

~This is a collaboration between Lisa x) and I...
All I wanted to do...

Glenda, my b--ch
there's something you must know...

God please get me out of this place
i have finally fallen from grace...

Hey you *screaming B*
i just wanted to let you know...