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I'm not happy
I don't know how to be
Everyday I put on my false smile
When the pain is overwhelming all the while
I act fairly glad for the sake of my 'friends'
They can't know how badly I wish i were dead
They'd try to get me 'help' but they jus dun understand
I'm worse off in a 'professionals' hands
I'd change, lose myself, thanks to those wonderful meds
I'd rather hurt than have pills phuck up my head
Aw, to hell w/ all this, i'll jus get myself a gun
Bang! Thump! That was quick N easy, in this life i'm finally done.
Wish I'd done it sooner, what was I waiting for?
It's so much better here laying cold and dead on the floor
I understand what you mean! I push ppl away so they don't ge too close and see the pain. They can know they won't understand! I don't want to be drugged! Or see a shirk! Ahhhh! The thought is horrible enough! Aw Death gotta love it? Be happy my Ashley. I love ya! Mary : )