In life there are but two ways to travel, as you go on the plan seems to unravel
some choose to hurt and others choose to heal, you always wish that the pain wasn't real
you wonder how people can deal with living life bringing others so much pain, making them think the only way out is a bullet to the brain
some choose to cut and try to take away the pain, sometimes it even drives them insane
but there are people that are there to make you glad, they make life worth living and not so bad
you are cast away for not choosing the rite road, you keep your emotions bottled up just waiting to explode
then one day life becomes to much to sustain... time to take that bullet to the brain
