even with tears in my eyes
still not able to cry
i cursed myself
sometimes even wished i would just die
get an accident on the road
a way to free my mind
make the trip back to hell
my place already has been defined
just let the devil consume me
let him take my life
let him make me do something badly
like when i cut myself with a knife
not just words but also actions
i did the cutting indeed
never able to get a relieve
never something i need
always afraid, full of doubts
needed someone to make me feel appreciated
but i was scared to get closer
so the relations have faded
maybe that was the jinx
but than it should have been an accident
after reading this
you will know it all was planned