How about a few more pills,
to make up for my lack of skills,
Or how about a little alcohol,
drinking bleach and petrol,
Or how about a little blade,
to let my skin degrade,
Or how about a noose around my head,
and wait until my breath is dead,
Or how about I pick a gun,
and shoot at me for my own fun.
Or how about I jump to fly,
as I fall, and I cry.
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 12:50 PM UTC
How about a few more pills,
to make up for my lack of skills,
Or how about a little alcohol,
drinking bleach and petrol,
Or how about a little blade,
to let my skin degrade,
Or how about a noose around my head,
and wait until my breath is dead,
Or how about I pick a gun,
and shoot at me for my own fun.
Or how about I jump to fly,
as I fall, and I cry.
