Snapping my rubber band against my wrist
Nothing seems to be going right, I’m sick of this
You’re becoming the person I’d never want
As the blood from my body turns into the ink of my font
Life is crumbling beneath me even as I think
My soul starts drowning, and soon it starts to sink
Slits start to appear out of nowhere on my arm
The explanation that I give is the knife and its charm
Tired of having to go through the same crap every single day
Only to be wishing that I could have everything going my way
Sick of having to go through the life, that I hate, all the time
Feels like I’m stuck in a tunnel, and at the end, light will hopefully
shine
Barely able to notice that I’m hurting, I’m dying inside
Nobody can tell since I dare to show, because all I want to do is hide
My fears are what hurt me the most, the yelling and screaming, it’s all too
much
Can’t stand coming home, yells and screams, abuse I say, with my fathers
touch
Everyday my life brings me torture to my barely opened eyes
Too much to deal with, this is a one of those things that I truly despise
Frustration follows me, no matter where I chose to go
I’m about to go find myself a cemetery, and die inside my hole
People always trying to just beat me down
Looking everywhere, but nobody shows a single frown
Nobody cares for an empty, sorry soul like mine
But that’s okay, I’m sure that I’ll be just dandy, quiet fine
Sitting and thinking, in front of this computer screen
About all the things that could happen to me that are obscene
Wishing death was upon me at the moment, upon my back
No one knows that death is part of me, it’s a world wide fact
Slowly walking about this depressive site of my room
As the atmosphere stays the same, as I can feel the doom

 
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