I stab this pencil through my head
wishing I was truly dead
I realize I cannot die
So I sit on my bed and I start to cry
"Why can't I end my life
and with what makes life so full of strife?"
I then bend down and grab a bat
and whack my head till I go "SPLAT"
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- February 14th
- Someone I'm not
- Her best Friend.
- Which is what it's about
- In a ditch
- Living in a box, smoking dope.
- Never be shown
- When I think of you
- Game over
- Too much
- Why can't you see
- Circling around
- Beer
- Chose Instead
- Raw
- Disarray
- Overwhelming Lust
- Airplane
- My Shrink
- Cheating
- Signed pact
- You're always right
- My luck
- Over a year
- Such sudden disgrace.
- So long...So long..
- Someone who cared
- Smile
- Confidence
- Another Heart Ache
- A simple phone call
- I smoke through a bong
- They strongly reject
- A gun to your head
- All the things
- To The Reader
- The Rich
- My mother
- I'm sorry
- "Love"
- Gagged
- My mind is foggy
- Tallest ledge
- Us Teens
- Tired
- For the kids
- See my death
- Dear Dad
- A swim
- Face death
- Hundreds of laughs
- I'm Alive
- Love
- It's over
- Monster
- Whack
- Live without
- Called my cell
- Affair
- You cannot win
- Relationship
- New Shirt
- My friend and I
- Just begun
- Memory
- War
- You Love, You Trust
- What I portray
- Ex Wife
- Faggot
- Tear
- From youth
- The limits
- Down the street
- Father
- Illusion
- Price to pay
- This Rhyme
- Started over
- Concrete
- Sometime tomorrow
- Insane
- Vow
- The dead
- Blinded by light
- Last breath
- Parents
- Unkown
- Easy to grieve
- What I've done
- Feels so
- Wreck
- A guy
- Hail
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- The Beach
- Weight
- crash
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