Monday, March 2, 2009

Death

Do you know what it feels like to won’t to die
Do you know what it feels like to contemplate suicide
Nothing to live for
No one will care
After it happens the next week
No one will ever realize you were their
To mean nothing to no one
Why do I even go on
I just won’t to cease
Just stop gong on
The friends I have can’t see
All the problems hidden within me
I don’t won’t to cause them pain
So maybe I should go away
To a place were I can be free
A place were no one will half to look at me
So I can be alone like I am now
Without a home all alone

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