A picture is worth a thousand words,
Never seen, never heard.
Beaten by life's endless fret,
The pain, insane, is my regret.
My mind betrays my heart today,
Take this pain...take it away.
I wish to someone I could confide in today,
Take this pain, or my life away.
Why do I want to?
Why do I try?
Where would I go to?
If I were to die?
Life is not hard,
Mine is not bad.
Sure iv been scared,
I guess iv been mad.
But why do I wish?
Why do I want to try? ?
What is the point...
To live...To die?
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