they want to see me cry
they ant to see me die
they just want me gone!
all the hate they made
all the same
i can't handle it!
wheres my gun?
click.
boom!
done....

she's my drug
my love
my everything
and i'm addicted.
to her
her lips
her smile
her everything
she's my drug

sometimes i like to sit down and wish
but then i realize wishes are stupid

What if I died?
Then what would my mom do?
Why am I here?
Should I die?
No stop!
Your thinking to deep!
No but like why am I here?
What's my purpose?
Where do I belong?
Please stop thinking!
Stop!
Stop!
Sto-!
Boom!
Dead....

Standing on the edge.
Wondering how you became such a *****-up.
How'd you become such a pitiful piece of crap.
Tears going down your eyes.
Look in the sky.
Wondering were Dad is.
Oh, yea he's in another country
Because he wants nothing to do with you!
"Felix you should ******* die!
Felix my God your so emo.
Emo ******!
I hope you **** your self!
Felix go cut yourself somewhere.
Felix just die!
Felix I hate you!
Your such an *******!"
The words just explore my brain.
Everywhere.
I wipe a tear.
Look in the sky.
And move on in life.
Because I know
I'll die one day.
So why care about these fake friends?
Why care about trash talkers?
Just live, Young, Free, Wild...