When I cut
I shut the door,
But all i ever want
Is more.

Tell my why
I feel this way
How do I get by
When all i want to do
Is cry?

My life is a mess
Filled with lots of stress,
My life is like an old yellow dress
Worn so much
that it now is tattered, torn, and a shade of grey,

So get on your knees and pray,
Pray that I'll decide to stay
And change my ways
Forever...

Forever, may be never
But whatever
I'm fine how I am
Living my life
In strife,
Always wanting to take a knife
To my chest
And end it all.

 
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