I Write Poetry
Would you love to see love, or would you love to see pain? Even if your dreams will rise you above, it all ends the same.
We wish to see change, but it never comes. Arguments over straight and gays, a fight from who's smart and dumb.
In a world that's insane, are we really to blame? We are all praying for a change, to a God, who has no face.
I wish I would go away, and this could even end. But as I always say, nothing will end.
I cry all night, I cry everyday. I can't even win this fight, so I fall to my last grave.
The last place where I will be, the last place where I will die.
For everything you remember from me, I've gone away, from suicide...
Good-bye forever...
We wish to see change, but it never comes. Arguments over straight and gays, a fight from who's smart and dumb.
In a world that's insane, are we really to blame? We are all praying for a change, to a God, who has no face.
I wish I would go away, and this could even end. But as I always say, nothing will end.
I cry all night, I cry everyday. I can't even win this fight, so I fall to my last grave.
The last place where I will be, the last place where I will die.
For everything you remember from me, I've gone away, from suicide...
Good-bye forever...
22-25, M