| I'm sitting in my bedroom with two bottles in my hand The first one says eight proof, a very popular brand The second one is filled with pills, my hands begin to shake For I don't know when tomorrow comes, if I will be awake I already know the effects that these can have on me But at the moment, I don't care, as you can probably see I hesitate before deciding what to do with my life I feel that liquor and muscle relaxers are less painful than a knife I've finally decided that I can't live anymore I reflected back on everything; it all seemed a big bore So now I take a daring step, going into the unknown I wonder if my mother will ever see me when I'm grown I put ten pills in the bottle, watching them dissolve I think back at all the problems I didn't care to resolve And now my drink is ready, I wonder if I should Take a sip; who cares if the results are bad or good Not me, I think naievely, as I start to tip the glass Thinking of the words I heard, whispered about me in class And even if they said they cared, I could never bear the sight Of seeing a child of my own crying every night That's why I've decided my life must finally end Years and years of nothing to eat, nothing to say, nothing to lend Broken promises, broken hearts in the blink of an eye, at the drop of a dime And as I lay to sleep once more, I wish I'd given my life more time - Jacqueline Audrey |
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