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Sitting down thinking

what am i doing here why did u put me here

get to the kitchen

reach for the drawer

pull it open slowly

thinking to my self here i go

grab it, pick it up, it gleems in the light

long, slender, heavy, malificent,

take in a few deep breathes touch the blade to my skin

oh it makes me cringe well here i go

i shout out to all u son of a bitches who made me think this way this is for you

i gently pull i fell the burn a warm sensation flowing down my arm

i touch it it is my blood

why is this happening i sit down and pray take a few deep breathes

pray some more then all of a sudden i feel my heart start and stop

i call my mom and dad tell them i am sry i have just killed my self

call the pastor tell him what i have done and ask him to come rush over

they get here to late it is over why did i do this terrible fate

maybe it is because i found no other way out

so i took it the easy way the wrong way the long way i pray

while i am a ghost no one will take this way out

it is to painful to see your parents staring into your hazey eyes its make them cry

let the great creator take you the right way not you the wrong way

so sleep well and live as you are meant to and good bye to all