Why would most people want to live, when everything is better when your dead?

I could paint the walls of my bedroom red with blood from all these cuts.

Sometimes dead is better.

I never relized how much I loved you until I lost you.

Tell me everything is going to be ok when this is over.

Mad. sad. always feeling alone. depressed. no one knows how i feel. patched up heart. broken soul. messed up life. anger and emotions fly around my life.

I tryed to kill the pain. But only got more. Now I have nothing. So what's to lose? Here I go, I'm living this world. A better place will be out there. I hope...

Now were back together.
Everything seems perfect.
I know its not.
It will never be "perfect".

My name is what you all tend to mention,
keep talking biotches, i love the attention.

"Close yet far.
Drop me a line & tell me how the hell you are."

Band:: Camp Kill Yourself(CKY)
Song:: Close Yet Far