Give me a purpose, give me a reason.
Cuz if you dont, soon I'll be leaving.
So now I beg you to hear my plea.
Please at least try to understand me.
I'm at a loss for incentive to stay.
People try to help, but I continue to lay.
Lay atop this crimson mess.
Swimming and struggling with all my stress.
Oh God, I pray this will finally end.
Finish my life like a good friend.
My life has now reached a crossing.
Where my decisions are both curse and blessing.
Now I sit and watch my life fly by.
Pleaing to God and crying "Why!"
 
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