I'd like to die in my sleep, peacefully,
as if no one'd even miss me,
because if I could pass without anyone knowing
without my friends seeing and my mama crying i can't guarntee I wouldn't take it,
because I might be a coward but I know when I'm not wanted and if I cant see myself carrying on I might as well fall,
I might as well fall down because it's not like I got a future,
cause I can't spell real good and I'm not good at math,
because when i close my eyes all i see is your face and all i hear is my screaming
my outrage at a god who'd let me miss everything I'd miss
because I might not be faithful but I can see god in a bumblebee taking off, **** because every overexposed shot of a **** flower that might bring me to tears because I am the only one who can see the beauty in everything
because the people who know this don't care if I go, because it'd be two tears and then I'm forgotten,
******* kid with a penchant for getting high, another casualty of the war on our own ******* dark psyche,
because my old friend might hear and shrug and say, ****
never saw him taking that way out,"
because being full of life doesn't mean I dont want to end my own,
because god knows, god knows,
all this passion has me dying for some rest
some rest in peace
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 2:16 AM UTC
I'd like to die in my sleep, peacefully,
as if no one'd even miss me,
because if I could pass without anyone knowing
without my friends seeing and my mama crying i can't guarntee I wouldn't take it,
because I might be a coward but I know when I'm not wanted and if I cant see myself carrying on I might as well fall,
I might as well fall down because it's not like I got a future,
cause I can't spell real good and I'm not good at math,
because when i close my eyes all i see is your face and all i hear is my screaming
my outrage at a god who'd let me miss everything I'd miss
because I might not be faithful but I can see god in a bumblebee taking off, **** because every overexposed shot of a **** flower that might bring me to tears because I am the only one who can see the beauty in everything
because the people who know this don't care if I go, because it'd be two tears and then I'm forgotten,
******* kid with a penchant for getting high, another casualty of the war on our own ******* dark psyche,
because my old friend might hear and shrug and say, ****
never saw him taking that way out,"
because being full of life doesn't mean I dont want to end my own,
because god knows, god knows,
all this passion has me dying for some rest
some rest in peace
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