there are some words that I could never said There are some thoughts that I could never made up So I write down here all my feelings to let you know how i feel

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

“Killing me, It feels good #2”

“Killing me, It feels good #2”

Should I think twice

To commit suicide?

Will they wonder where I’am tonight

I left my diary on my desk

It’d be the last page I wrote

Can’t wait till the sun come in the next morning

Light up my room and find my dead body

I would never coming back

I’ve found a better place to rest my soul

Now I can sing my melody

Inside the grave

Where you just buried my bone

This where I live

This is where I rest in peace

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