Suicide from a point of view
How awful it is
One who sees the world from a bad side
No good in it whatsoever
Full of hatred
Ignored in the shadows
Pushed and pulled and walken over
A black mask full of black tears
To suffocate screams and pain
When had enough
The knife is a friend
To bring it all to a end
Bring me back to life
I hate the thought of it all
Pinch me, hit me, tell me it's a dream
Please do anything before it comes to me...
I feel the black mask taking over me
I'm starting to think the world is no good
Hurry up, time is running out