I wrote this a while ago. At the time I was really out of it and contemplating suicide. I was on different medications for bi-polar disorder and the doctor was switching my doses and medicine up when one way wouldn't work. I had been experimenting with cutting.

It's all lies about the truth - You're just a troubled youth

Take these pills and thus - Become one of us

Leave yourself behind - It's all in your mind

Don't recognize the face in the mirror - We'll make it clearer

It only makes sense when I see the blood on my skin, my wrists, my fingers - This feeling lingers

I wish everyday could be like that first cut 'cause thats when I really live - I have so much to give

Take my final breath - I'm living to death