its the beginning of the end
i think ive started off a new trend
attempted suicide
how to do it you decide
i use my gun to peirce my brain
heres me thinking im going insane
being in hospital everyday
i think this is where im going to stay
there always trying to save me
they think im going crazy
its the beginning of the end
where the razor blades
dance in the shadow of the night
its not a new trend
its just me trying to see the light
gangsta's rap on street corners
like there a bunch of loners
me on the other hand
will sit at home and
think of ways to die......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem