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i'm done

See this world we live in is so cold
This life I live getts so old
I just want to lay down and fight no more
Sometimes I just want to walk out the door
I want to run and hide
I just want to escape how I feel inside
I never want to ever look back
Like my soul had turned solid black
But really does it matter
I mean no one will miss me after
After the blade makes one last cutt
After it slides right through my gutt
After the bullet leaves my brain
And then I don’t feel the pain
See this is what goes on in my head
These thoughts of wanting to be dead
But I just can’t wait to be gone
Cause here on earth I’m done



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