So they point and laugh but they don't know
Something inside me's about to blow
I'm on my knees just begging to die
To spill some blood so I won't have to cry
In my time of need I come to you
The only one who really knows the truth
So I'll never have to feel their wrath
I hope that you can show me the path
i wanna know who this is about. i like it by the way
soemtimes the best poems come from the worst feelinga in the world, so i wont congratulate you on it, just compliment you on the poem ~ Colette ~