There is a thought in my head,
It's spinning round and round.
it's the thought of wishing dead,
and all questions with no answer found.
Everyday I ask myself why??
Why does this have to happen to me?
and why can't I just run away and feel free?
But there comes no answer, and I can only cry.
I am so exhausted, just want to give up,
But I am to scared to do it.
This world, this life is so full of shit!
I wish I could just get away and stop!!
Wishing dead is my everyday life,
A thought of throwing myself for a car,
A thought of getting away so far,
The thought of cutting myself with a knife.
I am a human being of flesh and blood,
Some think I'm always happy,
Some think I'm enjoying life,
Well I can tell them: I'm NOT!!!