Why am I still here today?
Why can't I just waste away?
Why is my life so black and blane?
Why do I feel all this pain?
Why does my soul not scream nor shout?
Why can't I let the anger out?
Why does it stay bundled inside?
Why do I always try to hide?
Why is the knife my only friend?
Why has this life not reached it's end?
Why is there no one like me?
Why don't I just let my soul free?
Why did my life come undone?
Why did I put down the gun?
Why is this what I've become?
Why is this life so lonely and numb?
Why have I still not taken my last breathe?
Why have I not yet met Death?
Why did he lie and say he loved me?
Why won't this heart ache let me be?
Why do I feel so depressed?
Why am I so different from the rest?
Why can I do nothing but cry?
Why dont I just fucking die?
 
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