The things I've been holding back...

Reality doesn't lie its just the people who put you through it that do

I write you this goodbye

As I hope to one day die

All this stress and everything

Is it really worthing living?

Theres a blade over there

And a knife in the cupboard right there

My eyes don't cry tears

Pointless things they are

I write down my lask goodbye

And hope to dream of suicide