Why am I sad. I think I might be a little mad. But for no reason, it's so sad I can't stop thinking about those days when I will be bad Why do I count these days till then end of me Would there be a problem with missing me. Will no one even think bout me, I just want to end it all right now, All that **** that is stuck in my head rite now! What the **** is this inside of me! Is it real me trying to escape from me Or is just you trying to **** me When will it end, I donβt think Iβll ever know. But I think this is coming to an end I just don't want to stick around to the end So I will say goodbye to myself before this ends