I Wish
I wish I had a gun
I'd pull the trigger
After I stuck it to my head
To end my troubles
I wish I had a thousand pills
I'd pop them all one by one
So I could die
And wouldn't have to deal with this life
I wish I had a knife
I'd slice my wrist
And watch the blood
Untill I was dead
Then I wouldn't have a trouble left
Everything has me so angry right now
And I wish I could see it all in hell
I'm so confused and hurt
I just want these troubles to go away
Copyright © Christina Beeler | Year Posted 2006
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