Sitting in the corner, with my knees against my chest, I cry. Crying in the corner, with my thoughts driving me mad, I think. Thinking in the corner, with my life so in distress, I weep. Weeping in the corner, with myself being depressed, I stress. Stressing in the corner, with my gun up to my head, I fear. Fearing in the corner, with my body shaking, I tremble. Trembling in the corner, with my knees up to my chest, with my thoughts driving me mad, with my life so in distressed, with myself being depressed, with my gun up to my head, with my body shaking, I die.