Suicide
My life is messed up
Not a day goes by
That I don’t want to die
And make this pain go away
Why am I here
What is my purpose?
wondering
What my place in this life
on this earth is
Who am I living for?
Certainly not myself
My children I love them
And no one else
I try to live for them
But I hate this life thing
I sit back every day and wonder
If I’m doing this right man
I can’t take this world
And the crappy hand I was dealt
Wish I could be reincarnated
And become someone else
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