On the eve of my 22nd birthday,
My wish is to succeed.
For tonight while
Everyone else sleeps,
I will be following through
With long thought out plans.

Plans to be free.

So tonight before I fall,
Asleep,
I'll pile those pink and purple
Pills,
In my hand.

A big gulp of red Gatorade,
To wash them down.
I'll pull out my shiny, green,
And brown scalpel.
The one I have been saving.

To set me free.

I'll drag that blade straight down my arms.
As I start feeling,
A bit dizzy from all my pills.

Tonight on my 22nd
Birthday eve,
I will finally be set free.