Shall I say hello or shall that be a lie.
I cry tears without saying goodbye.
I try to realize my life is on a cliff.
But I keep thinking.
If I jump over will I be a myth.
I smoke crack like it's my only option.
I often think, is my life corrupted.
I ****** it.
It's an ordinary teenage life.
With a taste of some horror.
That is my life.