My life is full of pain and sorrow
I don't know why I wake up tomorrow
And suicide is something I say
And I'm too weak to do it today
I wish I had meaning
But I keep on seeing
Things that were horribly said
Now they are written with the blood we shed
I'm sorry I'm pathetic
And pessimistic
And my depression I exalt
I'm here because it's my parents fault
I need help
I begged for help
I prayed on both knees
But god doesn't help those in need
I continue to cry
I don't know why
There was puddles of tears, and now there's more
Please I don't want to cry and more...
