Sitting here,
knife in hand.
Dreaming of the fate,
of which i once planned.
Nobody here,
nobody who cares.
But i need to end this life,
for it is to much to bear.
A life filled with lies,
my whole world is fake.
So much is lost,
that i cant remake.
Too many memories,
lost and trapped.
My mind is lost,
my mind has been rapped.
Stupid little things,
such as gossip and lies,
seems to pass everyone,
but they never do die,
so as i sit here,
with knife in hand,
ready to act out the fate,
that i had once planned.
I think of the life you've put me through.
A life of living hell.
Ever since i've met you,
my life just fell.
 
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