Is it dark Is it worth to live All I see is darkness and nothing seems to let me grin I feel sadness runing through my blood I cut myself to see if it hurts or not I feel no pleasure I have no pain All I see is a life with no gain Nothing I want and nothing to attain I wanted to burn myself till nothing remains Or maybe try to be squished by a train This is my life it is so plane filled with darkness and shame. I enjoy seeing my blood drop and make a stain I want to find pleasure in tourchering every part of my humain I know I am sick I know I have no brain But it is better to die this way Nothing can cure this disease I attain No force on earth can help me through the pain. I think after all this I became insane Nothing to love or obtain Only death can make me saine.