In the darkness where i dwell,
I cut my wrist,
It bled like hell.
I cut my wrist to watch it flow,
It told me a story and I came
to know.
I came to know that the
world hates me,
Maybe dieing young is
in my destiny.
Well its to late now,
theres no turning back,
because there is much
blood I seem to lack.
My head is spinning and I come
to see.
Dieing young is my destiny.
Im leaving all those behind,
Crying while doing because I hate
To find.
I hate to find them following me,
In my footsteps, its not their destiny.
Its mine not yours,
So leave it be.
You had a future unlike me.
I really dont want it to end
this way, but I think more
and more and just seem to
Stray.
Stray away into the darkness
Where Im about to dwell.
Saying the Lords prayer,
Not goin to hell.
Im going to be with
God, where i'll be
Happy again, and I
Soon will see, dieing
Young was my
Destiny. |
Submission Name: Dieing Young
