*when I Tell You To Go I Really Wish You'D Tell Me Everything's Okay Poem by Christopher's Dead

It’s killing me
Being one and alone
All the words I sing
It only lasts for so long
And every time I tried
To hold my head up high
I know everyone
Points her finger at me

Today I took a test
On growth and independence
Seems that I failed
On the lower end of five percentage
Twice in a row
I’ve been put on the spot
Gun in my hands
And a knot in my chest
I might as well run it

Tonight you threw it out
The way that you truly see me
And I know I can’t
Put it back to the way I want it to be
But I want you to know
You have me tied up
Duct taped my mouth
And a hole in my chest
Well, it’s seems I’ve gone and done it

Never won, never done, never comin’ back
Scream so loud, plead it out like a heart attack
Right here, right now, I think I’ll run away
Only wish you’d have come, wish you would’ve stayed

Stay
I’d turn back time
Away
This is all I ever wanted from you
May
Take back all your love

And all your hurt and all your pain
And with your grandfather’s live grenade
You can make me just
Run away