She was just a happy little girl
Who strayed away from the path
She fell down the dark rabbit hole
Where her life was dark
And her wrists were stained
And as she held the gun to her head
She said
"To wonderland"
And squeezed the trigger
YOU ARE READING
Dancing in my depression
RandomThese are all of the depressing thoughts that go through my head every day. I write all of these myself.
