Those suicidal people say
that their life sucks in every way.
But if they lived in my life,
for just one day,
thewouldnt’t last through the pressure.
Thewouldnt’t be able to stand the stress.
When you’re the only one to blame:
Its hell on earth.
Its fire on water.
It’s death in the worst possible way!
I want everyone to know
that enough is enough!
My heart has enough scars!
I just keep hoping that
Tomorrow comes,
Quick and painless,
so that my soul doesn’t wake up.
I know I’m one of those bad things
That happen to good people,
But do I have to be an outcast
By everyone I know
And everywhere I go?
I know no one cares to take the time
to look inside and see that
In a way
I guess you could say
I am a beautiful disaster.