Who do I live for
Being such a bore
What do I live for
Is there anymore
life is such a bitch
I'm lonely in this ditch
back and forth emotionally fighting
with thoughts of death and suicide
But wait...should I run and hide
Don't pity me now
For what would you say?
Yes, make me feel guilty
No, it just doesn't work that way
I'm already affected
There's no cure
Life's so perfect
...Yeah so sure
So now You tell me
Who, where, why ,how or
What do I live for?!