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I Don't Want To Do It Myself
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14. DEPRESSION Someone please kill me
so I don't have to do it myself
I'm sick of waiting for my doom
These thoughts haunt me
I don't want to breathe anymore
It's a waste of air
I'm trying to hold on to the edge
but I am losing my grip
and I will fall into the river and over the waterfall
I'm to far gone for life
Far to gone to live
Drowning in paranoia and emotions I cannot make into words
Give me a good reason to live
Prove to me that I mean something in this world
You can't, can you.
That's right.
I apologize for my birth
I know it wasn't worth the pain my mother went through
I've caused so much damage there is no turning back
They've ripped me to shreds and stitches cannot fix my wounds
The world has been taken away from me
and I have been placed in my own personal hell
Please kill me
I don't want to have to do it myself.
