hate I may,
hate I might,
I’m not leaving without a fight,
not this night,
at one point I saw the light,
and it was oh so bright,
but tonight,
I don’t see any light.
my head is growing sore,
this church is becoming a bore,
I really don’t care about their precious lord,
not anymore.
I’m desperate to find more,
because I really don’t know what is in store,
for my young life,
I still walk with strife,
as I carry this knife.
but I can’t go on,
no this is just not for me,
this life was never meant to be,
I was never to be happy,
the world is to sappy for me,
so now i am free,
as I begin to bleed, eternally. |
