I've been depressed since seventh grade
I hope that soon my life will fade...

My life has already begun to fade
as I reach out and grab the blade...

I'm so twisted inside my own head
If anything I wish I was dead...

It hurts
so bad that...

I lay dieing in my misery and shame
Now no one but me can take blame...

I hear you scream and I look down at where you...
You flip over the girl lying there with a shaking...

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord to make me weep...

A person so bleak
so empty inside...

I cry myself to sleep at night
I know that I should do whats right...

I sit her and listen
to the dove's mournful cries...