As I sit here trying to deliberate my fate
Thoughts of suicide cross my mind
The only problem is I can't seem to choose
Will it be a gun to my head?
Will it be an overdose?
Will it be a noose around my neck?
Will it be a deep cut down both wrist?
So many choices, so little time
One way or another I will choose
As I sit here trying to deliberate my fate
Thoughts of suicide cross my mind
The only problem is will anyone care?
Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 9:51 AM UTC
As I sit here trying to deliberate my fate
Thoughts of suicide cross my mind
The only problem is I can't seem to choose
Will it be a gun to my head?
Will it be an overdose?
Will it be a noose around my neck?
Will it be a deep cut down both wrist?
So many choices, so little time
One way or another I will choose
As I sit here trying to deliberate my fate
Thoughts of suicide cross my mind
The only problem is will anyone care?
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