• my lips trembel,so do my hands.
    my face pale,cold.
    my eyes red,hot.
    the only warmth in my face is of tears.

    the sky gray,all to see is the rain.
    i imagine the rain is if asid,berning my skin.
    the song plays in my mind the one teling me to die.
    the slow endless song,is sing in my head.
    my song the one my freinds fear the one that tells my worth an rips to tears.

    i find the lite at the end of the rode, just to meet dark agen.
    the scream in my head telling me "im worthless,die,die,die!"
    my knife sits in my hand,
    my heart beats harder,
    i told you once that i wonted to die,
    you cald me dramatic,remember that.
    i cant get the knife closer.
    i cant die, leaving my life behind.
    the knife drops,the so do i.

    i run to the wet,cold park.
    i hide under a tree.
    look arownd,i see the dead bones of the dog i once loved,
    the flower next to me ,wilting.
    i know the flower on one side of me on the dog on the other,
    resembeld that i was in the middel of death an a slow sadness.

    im always sad i dont know why,mabey it a part of me,
    mabey i can't change.
    the only thing i can be is me.