I feel like I want to wither and die.
I can not live out this life anymore;
There's too much pain, that rattles to the core.
I can not live out this life anymore.

I feel like I want to wither and die.
My parents, they don't ever understand,
This suffering I've come to bear in hand.
My parents, they don't ever understand.

I feel like I want to wither and die.
My friends and I have gone seperate ways.
And I've been stuck on mine for many days.
My friends and I have gone seperate ways.

I feel like I want to wither and die.
My job is a cycle not worth the call.
Its too much to bear, I am bound to fall.
My job is a cycle not worth the call.

I feel like I want to wither and die.
My body grows weaker, my income does not.
My mother had died, left me here to rot.
My body grows weaker, my income does not.

I feel like I want to wither and die.
I'm on my deathbed, nothing left to think.
Sickness had snatched me, and left me to sink.
I'm on my deathbed, nothing left to think.

I feel like I want to wither and die.
My heart is slower, my body goes numb.
My eyes are watery, I feel so dumb.
My heart is slower, my body goes numb.

I feel like I want to wither and die.
Second thoughts, my mind is always hearing.
My death will come, and already nearing.
Second thoughts, my mind is always hearing.

I feel like I want to wither and die.
Yet here in the end, I still want to live!
My heart is racing, anything I'd give!
Yet here in the end, I still want to live!

I still want to live!

The darkness is where my soul enjoys
The quiet pleasures of solitude
The darkness is where I hide my voice
Not needing an ounce of fortitude

The darkness is where I can sing, dance
With all freedom to say what I want!
The darkness is where I'm out of trance,
From the cycle that light does to haunt.

The light is where all my fears had grown;
Such brightness that I could not hide.
The light is where my failures, exposed.
Mocked me and persuaded me to die.

The light is where I see all faces,
That want me gone somewhere far away;
The light is where my grief replaces,
And my joy won't see the light of day!

I can not move, I can not just speak,
So freely, for they will judge me then.
In the light is where I feel so weak,
And I long for the darkness again!

I can not hide my face in the light,
I can only hearken their laughter!
And so I cling to the starless night,
And stay in the darkness, forever.

You think the red lines you always wear,
Will create a better tomorrow?
You think that just by wasting away,
You'll end all the pain and the sorrow?

You think that it's just too hard to live,
And now you are bidding your goodbye;
You think that it will all be better,
If you'd just depart from us  and die.

Well, quit it, shut up! You do not know!
You don't think of what happens after!
You think once you're dead, the pain is gone,
And all that you leave us is laughter?!

You're selfish, you are! Did you not think,
Of what happens when we hear the news?
That your mother, upon your bedroom door,
Would scream, seeing you tied to the noose!

Your brother would just stay in his room,
And would listen to your playlist then;
Your father would keep up his face at work,
But would weep thinking of way back when.

Your friends would cut all their classes just,
To go back to the places you've marked
Your boyfriend would cry at your picture,
And would sulk with a stone-heavy heart.

The neighbors too would pay their respects,
And would send flowers upon your wake.
Your mother would just stare at the wall,
Waiting for you to come back someday.

And they'll all think that it was their fault,
As to why you left them this sorrow.
You think that it's just you who'd be hurt,
If you were but a corpse tomorrow?

The people you know, the things you've done,
The relationships you've begotten,
The love you've made us feel and cherish,
Don't think that it was all forgotten!

So please, my friend. Don't think it will end,
If you would leave this world forever.
Don't ever think it's just you, because--
All of our hearts are tied together.

Oh, all the world would be just so swell
If there was one who had dreams to sell

When I'm broken hearted, I would buy
An amazing dream where I could fly!

If I had been bullied, I would seek
A dream where I'm strong and helped the weak!

When I was screaming in pain, I vowed,
A dream where I sang clear and loud

When I could not walk for many days:
A dream where I danced  in perfect grace

When I could hardly breathe, I would gear,
To speak poems into my lover's ear

When I was lying still on that bed,
I'd dream to stand firm and walk ahead!

When I was feeling the pain in me,
I'd dream of the lands I've yet to see

When I knew my fate, I'd want to go,
To a dream back when I did not know

When I was dying,  I would have cried,
For a dream, where from Death, I could hide!

When I was dead, anything I'd give
To dream that I'd one more day to live!

Oh, truly! No one would shriek and wail--
If there was one who had dreams for sale.