As I was sitting at the desk my thoughts where ensnared
I thought to my self I wouldn't hang even if dared
That really skipped over my mind
I get laughed at because I'm blind
Just because i can't see the people I'm with
Doesn't mean I don't know who you are
I can hear you for miles about to snicker
That's what drove me closer to the chair
It's just not fair
As my mind fills with sadness and despair
I tie the rope around my head so tight it rips out my hair and it goes everywhere
Thoughts of all the times together keeps me on the edge of the chair
Contemplating if I should jump but i just stare at the floor
Then with every thought considered i push the chair away with my toes
And my body drops like a bag filled with sand
It doesn't land
It's hung from a rope
This all started because I mope
Right before I jumped I wished there was still hope
I was so sad about what they had
If I stuck around I could've been a dad
But now I'm just hanging from a tight rope
Wishing for things i can never have
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 5:53 PM UTC
As I was sitting at the desk my thoughts where ensnared
I thought to my self I wouldn't hang even if dared
That really skipped over my mind
I get laughed at because I'm blind
Just because i can't see the people I'm with
Doesn't mean I don't know who you are
I can hear you for miles about to snicker
That's what drove me closer to the chair
It's just not fair
As my mind fills with sadness and despair
I tie the rope around my head so tight it rips out my hair and it goes everywhere
Thoughts of all the times together keeps me on the edge of the chair
Contemplating if I should jump but i just stare at the floor
Then with every thought considered i push the chair away with my toes
And my body drops like a bag filled with sand
It doesn't land
It's hung from a rope
This all started because I mope
Right before I jumped I wished there was still hope
I was so sad about what they had
If I stuck around I could've been a dad
But now I'm just hanging from a tight rope
Wishing for things i can never have
