Why am I sad.
I think I might be a little mad.
But for no reason, it's so sad
I can't stop thinking about those days when I will be bad
Why do I count these days till then end of me
Would there be a problem with missing me.
Will no one even think bout me,
I just want to end it all right now,
All that **** that is stuck in my head rite now!
What the **** is this inside of me!
Is it real me trying to escape from me
Or is just you trying to **** me
When will it end,
I don’t think I’ll ever know.
But I think this is coming to an end
I just don't want to stick around to the end
So I will say goodbye to myself before this ends