Thinking of my life is tiring
I'd rather think of death
The day make my last movement
eat my last meal
take my last breath
Suicide is adamant
in this beautiful mind of mine
I'd look in the mirror and see a bitch
or an ugly little swine
I hated myself so much
that I decided to take
this flawed little life I had
I hoped nobody would care
because truly I was bad
As a person I was horrible
Laughing at other's misfortune
When I myself was struggling
With feeling so unimportant
My mind was filled with violence
while my heart was filled with sorrow
I dreamed of the day I wouldn't have to see tomorrow
well here it is
I'm sorry.
