My mind

And one more day goes by

And my mind to a thousand

Do not know me

Or general command for the bitch who gave birth



Several ideas in my mind

I see myself sporting chain

On an island with a warm sun

Holding a glock with a long comb



I watch my blood drip

I wanted to have you so much

But fate is uncertain

And once again I will not have you



Wrist cutting, scattered knives

I look in the mirror and I'm disgusted with myself

I'm another shit in this world.

That I'm no good fuck



And now that I'm gone

What will you do

Now it's too late

You only have to suffer !!



I am very hesitant, high chances

I cried days and nights begging for a chance



But no god picked me up

And I was confused.

To a revolt of everything

This fucking world!



But it's too late now

Look at my wrists

They are all cut

Good bye world.