I could kill myself
How would that make you feel?
I could slice my wrist
Do you really think you could deal?

There are so many ways
I could make it all end
I could shoot up, slice veins
To send myself around the bend

I could take some drugs
Or smoke too much crack
Do some of these things
So I’d never have to come back

I could do these things
Make you lose your pride and joy
But I never was
I’m just a manipulated toy

I could leave
And never come back
I could sneak up and scare you
And make you attack

I could have sex
And stay out later
In the end
It’s you I’ll hate


I’ll just go away
Inside myself
I’ll hide inside
And make you weep

I live like nothing
No as me, as a shell
Inside I am nothing
I live In Hell



On the outside
I hide behind a mask
Going quietly through life
Completing every task

I’m tired of being quiet
But what can I do?
I could pick up this knife
My heart, it’d go through

We go through our days
And pretend to be pure
We suffer through
All we must endure

I’m tired
Just so tired
From life,
May I please be fired?

 
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