Lying awake,dreaming of what i had Thinking of what made me so sad Wanting to die and not be here Needing to cut,and just disappear So i grab the knife,put it ot my wrist Cut the vein and clinch my fist The blood drips out onto the sheets As I lie dying in my defeats My eyes stay open,looking ahead As the blood turns the sheets red My fist begins to open,i'm turning weak Try to cry out,but i can't speak My mind is gone,i thought wrong I was weak,when i thought i was strong I think to much and now i'm gone Falling asleep without a yawn I'm six feet under now,missing out I cry,but no one can hear me as i shout I buried myself,i'm young,16 years old Now i'm dead,underground,so cold I want to come up and be loved again I wish i could erase it,sow up the vein I miss you all,i want to come back Its to dark,everything here is black I miss it all,this all seems like a dream But things now,aren't what they seem