Look into my eyes tell me I don't want to die.
my life has fallen through the depth of beyond.
Crying for help, but no one is there.
Asking myself, does anyone care.
you always looking at me like the outcast,
I'm always running from my past.
It seems I found the road to nowhere.
Does any one care?
Will someone bare arms for me?
Or can they not see in my eye that I want to die.
Iím looking down now that itís over,
the cuts on my wrist are too deep.
Reflecting on all of my mistakes,
I thought I found the road to somewhere but it just led me to a u turn.
that just lead me to more pain and despair.
Nothing Else matter,
I can't take this no more.
I regret every breath I take,
Everything I do is a mistake
I feel so week and unable
My knees tremble.
I've surpassed my breaking point.
the next time you will see me again is going into the ground 6 ft deep.
I'll Make sure Iíll have no regrets,
Because tomorrow I won't wake up.