They call it suicide
But on the inside we've already died.
You say you care
But when I needed you no one was there.
I put the gun to my temple
But you're really pulling the trigger.
When you look at the pistol
Do you realize that your mistake was much bigger?
I gave you all I had
But it not being enough made you mad.
I gave you my heart
But you preferred to rip it out.
When I asked if you could hear
It fell on a deaf ear
Despite all that was said
You didn't hear a single word.
But now that I'm dead
Maybe what I had to say will stick in your head.
Dec 4, 2010
Dec 4, 2010 at 9:55 AM UTC
They call it suicide
But on the inside we've already died.
You say you care
But when I needed you no one was there.
I put the gun to my temple
But you're really pulling the trigger.
When you look at the pistol
Do you realize that your mistake was much bigger?
I gave you all I had
But it not being enough made you mad.
I gave you my heart
But you preferred to rip it out.
When I asked if you could hear
It fell on a deaf ear
Despite all that was said
You didn't hear a single word.
But now that I'm dead
Maybe what I had to say will stick in your head.
This was written because of the challenge Emily set for me so here you go.