Slit my wrist and hope to die
Hold it in but still cry
Drain my soul blue and cold
This depression things getting old
Struggle to eat but still I try
People around me think it's a lie
I sometimes want to dissapear and get high
My soul in peace gliding through the midnight sky
I need a break so does my heart
I feel as if my mind and body drawn apart
I sit by myself and listen to music in the dark
Searching for hope a little spark
Hope is but far from me
Far far away
And so I'll wait I guess I'm okay
~H1
