Something about loosing the one who cares with such fuckin rage
its like the perfect books ending without the last page.
this is fucked up rage its not supposed to happen on this day
how the fuck am i going to deal with life in this way?
i never really understood why u made my life full of misery
all this rage is so confusing, all i want is to be set free?
i understand why i have been having the same old nightmare
its like u ask me just to listen, and i choose just not to hear.
all this rage is controlling my life with so much unnecessary pain
when will it be over, my head is down the tears flow like rain.
turn your back on me all i want is to look in to your eyes
what are u so afraid of, all i will ever see is all your lies.
there are so many things wrong with me u are not my friend,
you are just some voice in my head telling me this is the end.
why are keep asking me what is going on deep inside my head
when u looked me dead in my eyes is it something that i said
i know i said u wished your whole life i was never born...
you honestly think i am going to believe when i die you will mourn,
if you are reading this i am gone with no more fuckin rage,
this is my life's perfect book thanks for reading my last page.
