Death, Dying
It seems to be the only way
I don't want to have to deal
I didn't create this hell
I was told to deal
I was told it was going to work itself out
But I don't want to live anymore
But dying seems like the cowards way out
I wonder what it feels like
Dying I mean
I've learned how to give myself pain
I learned how to not leave scars
I want to leave this world
But I can't give others that pain
I'm curious but terrified
Maybe I will, maybe I won't
Only time will tell
