Im not afraid anymore,
I could take a life and feel less weight,
Drop down dead to kiss a corpse.
You'd hate me if I told you.

I'm looking in a mirror right now,
Cowardly veins bleeding out,
From the back of a head to the frontal lobe,
Not much left to feel at this point.

I'm not afraid anymore,
I would take a life and feel good,
Drop down into a grave I made,
You'd love me if I died.

This is a problem I've told the home,
Yet they excuse it as my laziness,
So I guess I'll sit down on the grass,
Shoot some cans and then...


myself.