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Hopelessness...
I've been trying to stop it,
get rid of this picture hypocrite,
poping pills today in my coffin,
making slits so often,
pull out a razor from my pocket,
within its little locket.
the sadness that dwells,
guess I'm going ot hell...
the hopelessness thats there,
the love was never shared,
only confused by one,
and death by the others gun...
Lost so deep,
by the loneliness creep,
standing tall,
by the cutting walls,
being suffocated by pills,
suicide doesn't kill,
love was only losted,
guess I'm getting bit by the frost...
i just pull out my hand,
wishing this was planned,
knowing it wont turn out,
I can see the look of self doubt,
just trying to rise above,
knowing this is only puppy love,
but still i pull out my hand,
i just hope you can understand...
