Friday, the Thirteenth... pt. 2
I don't want this anymore
I hate dealing with all this
One part of me wants to leave
And for the wrong reason
The other part of me won't let me
I don't want to either
Both alternatives seem nice
But, no, I'm not going to resort to such a thing
I try and try
But the thoughts come back
They haunt, the stay
I want to leave
But I know I can't
I won't
I don't want to either
But something keeps nagging me to
I try to resist
Why am I going so insane?
One part thinks this, the other just the opposite
I think of leaving unconciously
But i want to stay
She's reason enough for me to
But one part is killing me off one way or another
Am I dying?
Am I killing my own self?
Why am I thinking these things?
What made me think of this?
I am in conflict with myself
I contradict my own mind
Please, take it away from me
I want it gone from me
Tell me, is dying the only way to take this burden from me?
If so, let me without going insane
Make me rest
I'll accept death when he comes to me
I am not thinking of suicide
I just want it to end
My burden, my mind
As long as it's taken away from me
Why am I going through such a breakdown now?
I hate it
I hate myself
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