If your reading this I'm probably gone
My life has been like the ending of a sad song
Talks about ups and talks about downs
No one tried to help when I drowned
I tried and I failed.
Never picked up the phone
Now I can't stand being alone
I know how you felt.
I should have just called
Maybe my life wouldn't be just a song
You called me and texted but I never picked up..
I guess I was too busy with stuff.
Now I have time and a broken heart
Knowing your gone and I'm falling apart
Just writing this hurts
I wish I was there
It's funny you used to let me braid your hair.
That long brown and blonde hair
I got so nervous because people would stare.
I never told you how much I loved you.
I was too scared of being rejected.
Now I cut again and again
Just hoping my life will soon end
Then we can be back together again
I miss you and love you
You drifted apart
Cupid shot a arrow right into my heart
I once fell in love
Some people would say that was very stupid
Don't trust anyone and definitely don't love
Because you get shot down when you feel your above
That's what people say.
I know it sounds pretty gay.
I will be fine...
Ill just be okay...
Maybe my life will become a play.
The plot thickens from here
It goes on without fear
Are you even listening?
Can you even hear ?
I'm not here anymore this is My Ghost
He wrote this play..
And he is the host
Be posted on the door a suicide letter
And me laying on the floor
Drowned in blood.
Don't worry it was fast
it flowed like a flood.
Know I didn't suffer
I didn't feel pain
Because I shot myself in the brain
Hoping to forget all cuts in my veins.
My ghost is with you.
I came out of my shell
Now I will be called the king of hell
