sometimes i wish i was dead,
i wish i didn't feel anything
every day again i feel sad,
i would kill my self for nothing.

i get sick of life right now,this day,
at this time i want to get out,get away.
because of eveything in this life,
i sick of everything, i want to get a knife.
just cut my pols under water,without the pain,
with the shower upon me,the blood washed out in the rain.

life is a journey,but i want to get writ of the life,
i want to on the journey,thank to that knife.

i'm going to a better place,
but without the screaming noise,
don't cry for me,it was my own choise!