Eighteen and Dead
Life is hard and complicated
It's not that easy to debate it
What am I to do
with all the things I am going through?
My dad, a jerk. My brother, annoying
My mom, naive and me, a pet peeve
My grandmother, my saint. My cousin, a pain.
My aunt, superficial. My uncle, so special
My other cousin, stubborn
My boyfriend, my friend, my lover
My life may not seem bad
but go throught things I have
I can't take it anymore!
I shouldn't live anymore!
I slit my wrists and my neck!
Not real big, just a peck!
Watch me bleed over the floor
See my life disappear even more!
My life, a waste and I can't live!
Thanks mom and dad for the grave that I'm in.
It's not that easy to debate it
What am I to do
with all the things I am going through?
My dad, a jerk. My brother, annoying
My mom, naive and me, a pet peeve
My grandmother, my saint. My cousin, a pain.
My aunt, superficial. My uncle, so special
My other cousin, stubborn
My boyfriend, my friend, my lover
My life may not seem bad
but go throught things I have
I can't take it anymore!
I shouldn't live anymore!
I slit my wrists and my neck!
Not real big, just a peck!
Watch me bleed over the floor
See my life disappear even more!
My life, a waste and I can't live!
Thanks mom and dad for the grave that I'm in.
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