• Is this fate?
    Could i stand for it?
    Should i lie?
    Do i cry?
    Take a chance for it?
    Distort it...
    Hide it this way...
    My pride and dismay
    will just rot and decay
    and not go away
    But the love today
    It just cuts
    and my blood
    would just drip
    look for help
    need a drug
    here's a tip
    back up with a busted lip
    you're a chip
    on my shoulder
    don't care if you're older
    than me
    ain't it keen
    to be mean
    or be evil
    pull a stunt like
    evil keneevil
    Then again maybe not
    Feeling bad?
    Just find a good spot
    Make a scab
    Cut the wrists and then bleed in your bath
    Hang it
    or slice
    It would be nice
    for your neck to just snap
    get a gun and a friend
    pop a cap
    to the end of this rhyme

    By daminami