Tired of this deceit,
Facing so much defeat,
3, 2 ,1 instant pin,
Instantly counting all of my sins,
Never leaving time for an explanation,
So Exhausted from the Execution.
Raising my white flag so high.
My insides are boiling but all that comes out is a sigh.
A sigh not of relief but of pain held in.
Wishing that I don't have to give in and let you win.
Knowing I have every right to say something and prove my innocence,
Instead having the evidence shoved down my throat and being thrown a life sentence.
Thinking of leaving a death note instead of taking a life or fighting,
I just want everything to go quiet and live happy for once in this ever shitty life.
I could do this so many ways like popping pills or using a knife.
But no I reach for something quicker and that goes bang.
No it is not on a tree I'll hang.
But with a beautiful 22. Mag gun.
And there 3, 2, 1 gone.
Don't have to face your ignorant face and pleas.
Instead I am finally at peace.
