I hate life
can I have a knife
to slit my wrist this time
I know that if I end my life
Id be commiting crime
but im tryna end this strife
dont give me a blade
cuz my arm will get laid
and my best friend betrayed
I would be ashamed
cutting to me is now so lame
But Im addicted
it makes me feel wicked
and Im so tempted
the bad deeds from the past
haunt me at last
someone help me fix my mind
I dont know if we got much time
but ill hold off as long as i can
juss walk up behind me and grab my hand
and walk me through this troubling time
hold me close
comfort me
thanx for the help it was lovely
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