I guess im just awaiting death.
as i sit here holding my breath
everything is getin nice & dim
my chance of survival is very slim
does my face say that i care
wether or not my lungs need air
is my face turning a nice shade of blue
as my brain knows not what to do....
as i sit here holding my breath
everything is getin nice & dim
my chance of survival is very slim
does my face say that i care
wether or not my lungs need air
is my face turning a nice shade of blue
as my brain knows not what to do....
IT IS A POEM PEOPLE DO NOT F**KING FREAK OUT!!
