A rose may be red, a heart may be beating, but it doesn't make the owner seem anymore happier. You may not be able to see or feel the pain, doesn't mean it isn't there. |
"I want to die" |
ALONE, world forgetting life |
I smile, I laugh, I'm happy. Do I have to be anyone else to be loved? Do I have to change? |
Why can't anyone accept that I think these things? That I think of suicide, death, murder, rape, depression? JUST BECAUSE I THINK ABOUT IT, DOESN'T MEAN I WILL COMMIT. I write becasue it helps. Do you feel the same? |
The rope of my relationship is breaking |
Suicide is what you make of it |
D ecide to die |
Hands fist tight |
S ome make life |