Death

Take a knife Hold it to your wrist Threaten to cut It’ll make them pissed. Take a gun Hold it to your head Tell them soon that you’ll be dead Take a rope Tie it round your neck Tell your self you’ll soon forget Take a match Light up your bed Crawl right in It’ll fill them with dread Jump into a lake Dive right down Hold into something Make your self drown Smoke some drugs Make your self ill And if that doesn’t work Take a pill On your grave They will cry Wondering why you had to die But they never looked Never cared Never saw that you were there So why should you stay alive in vain When you can stop the hurt and pain It’s over now You’re in the ground Never to make a move or sound You’ll never talk Never speak Never fight You were too weak This is how most lives end Never taking the time to mend But this life was more then what it seemed This was the life Of an unloved teen.