Dear God...
I wanted to ask you a question.
I wanted to know...
Were you ever planning on lifting my depression?

I wanted to tell you the truth...
Lots of people have it better than me.
I wanted you to know,
I'm tired of not being able to truly see.

I'm sick of things not going my way.
Something just has to give...
I need something to help me,
I need some way to live.

Lots of people have it worse than I,
And I understand that so ever clearly.
And I guess that all I'm asking,
Is to hold someone very dearly.

I don't mean to sound selfish,
But I suppose that's how I seem.
But life is just so very hard,
When you're the only member of your team.

It's tough when you're all alone,
And no one understands.
I might as well not be here,
I can't stand these changing lands...

God, I tried to kill myself.
I've tried every way that I can think.
But I just keep living on,
While my heart slowly starts to sink...

I want it to end here.
I want it all to leave me alone.
I want to go away,
And venture to the very unknown.

But I've tried too hard, I guess.
Nooses and guns, razors and rivers...
None of those things worked,
All they did was give me shivers.

I don't know what else to do,
Because pills don't work at all.
I tried to take them once before,
But what happened, I don't recall.

People think I'm weird,
'Cuz I'm always trying to end it.
But they don't really get it,
They haven't done any of this shit.

Please just end it all.
Please, God, make it stop.
Please just let me fall,
And please just let me drop...





 
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