Suicide
is it the only way out?
or should i sit here and pout
my mind is racing
...
I think Im insane
Im pretty sure they think the same
My mind is crazy
My heart is racing
...
The Snow
The Snow
He takes me out
In to the cold
Out of the heat
In to the beautiful snow
The white powder is so soft
As white as the clouds
As soft as cotton
But yet so cold
It’s as if I’m dreaming
And I’ll never wake up
From this winter wonderland
It’s a wonderful feeling
It falls from the sky
As delicate as flowers
Like white cotton balls
Falling from the heavens