Its like I want to get a knife, put it to my neck,
move it to the left just slight.
Its like a fight for my life, I'm confused,
I don't know which way is
left or right.
Its my birthday, seventeen, no love, no care,
from mom to sister or no one in between.
I need help, help for my soul, my mind, my body,
I'm about to explode.
I'm hurt, deep down in my gut, I feel like dirt,
pain, pain in my neck, my chest, my arms,
my legs. Too many issues I still haven't said.
But the chair is falling,
the trigger is pulling I'm about to be dead.
Millions of things rolling about in my head.
But it's too late, I'm gone, lying in my bed,
I'm on my way home.
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-05-25 20:04:29
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