| To Live Or To Die |
| Grab my heart and rip it out, Its' existence has no point. No one sems to notice, Its meanning or its purpose. Everyone tears and pulls As if it their own. But really it has no owner. Decisions Decisions, To live or to die? I cry as I try to decide, No one seems to understand Why I am the way I am. I try to be an individual, But even that is taken from me. Decisions Decisions, To live or to die. |
| (Wrote for a friend going through a idenity crisis) |