Sometimes I really wanna just end it all.
Thinking there's no hope I life
I tend to go after things that aren't good for me.
I put on a facade to hide the pain and torture.
My mind spiraling out of control
Losing all hope, hearing voices
Your voice the loudest of all
Your face is shown in my head
That's when I rage, I rage to the point that I can't speak.
Mute thinking. Mind spiraling.
I return to my normal self
Same facade, same thoughts of ending it all.
Boom, I end it all.