I'm sitting in this class
My mind completely off task
I don't know why I feel this way
But my feelings are entirely to blame
I'm having these reoccurring thoughts
About a lengthy process I've came about
A way to die, a way to go out
I'm empty, I can't see
I feel like my lungs are collapsed
I can't even breathe
I'm tired of this pain
But I'll always just be in vain
Envious to the people who live without disdain
Envious of people who are normal, who can live, and be free...
Tired of being lonely..
Drifting, drifting slowly..
Dead.
