drowningDrowning in my own tearsdrowning
Blood stained towels on the floor
My hands are shaking as I cut more and more
I can hear conflict in the kitchen
At this point i'm wishing I was never born...
Why won't anyone save me?
Can anyone tell me why?
Answer my demands or you'll take this bullet in your head.
Why is it constant fighting?
Why so many pills?
Suicide attempts aren't anything new around here.
I'll reach in and take a bite of that SHIT you call a heart.
Trust me, you don't want to be here. &nbs
