dark days

Gun to head, knife in soul

If only depression could go away but no.

I wish I was okay. I need help.

My dad will worry alot about me if i'd tell..

Support me in my life, that's all I want.

I wanna commit suicide but im not.

I wanna cry. I wanna die.

When my auntie passed away, I took a breather and sighed.

Life's a mess, so am I..

I just wanna die and hear my family say good bye..

I wont be a problem.

I wont be in the way.

. No one at school would call me names,

like what happend today. I need help..

Please understand that no one at school wants to be my friend..

I ask god.. "Whats wrong with me"..

But He didn't answer and just left my life be..

why are all the people i meet bully me

maybe if i pull the trigger id be free

or drank that clorox bleach

someday i wanna die

but someday i just cry

wonder why i try hard

but now im permently scarred

got cuts on my wrist

somday i dont even wonder if ill missed

what if i die would u cry

maybe if you would Identify

the problem there wouldnt be one

i wouldnt have this gun

or the scars on my wrist

maybe then i wouldnt wanna die

maybe then i wouldnt fucking cry

maybe then i have a good life right

then maybe i could put of a fight

but really the gun already at my head one shot

id be a dead man that wouldnt be a shock