Just Another Day

So anyways It was the third time I had tried To die Yes, to die And realized The wishes in my last letter Are things I could do myself: "Tell my mother that I've kissed another Not just boys But also the other" "Tell my father That his religion Is a ticket to Hell Yes, a ticket to Hell" "Tell my sister That I love her Even when she's drunk and sleeping around" "Tell other my sister I really wont ever miss her And she's not worth the rest Of these lines" "Tell my friends They're all I ever wanted I had fun Having a part" But the fear In all honesty Makes me want to die Yes, die