sometimes i wish nobody would ask me to stay
sometimes i wish that the world would crack open and swallow me whole
sometimes i wish i could leave everything behind and feel my soul leave my body
sometimes i want to stop trying and give up then drown myself in sweet sweet pain who always makes me forget the agony caged inside me and let me forget for some sweet sweet minutes
sometimes i wish that doing this would make me forget pain and fear, that someday i'll muster up the courage to either slit my wrists or take a handful of pills.
sometimes when i was little i would love to live
but what happens when you don't have anything to love?