One day it'll all be better,
that's what they kept saying.
But one day I had enough.
Enough of the nagging and enough of the pain.
These were the two that hurt me the most.
I went into my room, without anyone knowing.
Pulling out the weapon that would take my own life.
Starting lightly then cutting deeper, remembering the bad times you've
put me through.
The clock ticking as time passed by only a few more minutes in the godly
hell hole.
My life falshing before my eyes, as I move slowly, my mind going blank, my
time has ran out now.
As I pass to the new world.
 
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