Thoughts and Stuff

New Age Brooke

I'm feeling
Like killing
But not committing murder
I just want to hurt her
If I were to die
If I commit suicide
Is it such a crime
To take what's mine
They couldn't put me in jail
I'd just go on to hell
I'll feel right at home
I wouldn't be alone
I've reached my prime
And I feel fine
But I want to make
Myself miserable
I'm filled with self hate
Take it out physical
I just want my body to suffer
Take the scissors and cut her
She is me
Now I bleed
My blood comes out black
My soul I lack
Where'd it go
Down below
I want to take it back
I want to keep my contract