| Suicide |
| Sometimes I just need to get away, but no matter where I go, I can't find that peace, that serenity I need so bad, sometimes I get fed up, with people, with places, with life, sometimes I just need to break free, and everyone tells me it'll be alright, "little girl you've got so much to live for, little girl your mamma dosen't mean the nasty things she says, when she thinks you can't hear," They tell me, "girl don't you worry , your daddy loves you more than the world" but I just can't see it. Fuck you care if I'm live or dead? bitch you just don't know, teachers tellin' me what I got to worry about in my life, "don't worry bout the bills they ain't your concern" The fuck you know? you don't live my life, don't see the cracks in the walls, rain ain't comin' in on your head. So this is it, fuck, you all can go to hell, 'cause thats the only place right for me, all you motherfuckers don't pretend to cry, you know I don't mean shit to you, only a few people care, more than they should, but it just ain't enough, baby I'm sorry. BG image c Goldenwolf |