survivor

Written by: steve meadows

In this empty room staring at the ceiling
All confused with funny feelings
I’ve got voices in my head
Now I’m talking to the dead
They tell me I’m alive
Cause I survived 
The scary thought, of suicide
They tell me to appreciate 
The life that I am given
And one day I’ll be driven into heaven
Where I will meet the real friends
That I am given
Until this day 
I’ll sit and wait 
For someone to come and end my fate