P.S i love you
Im not the prettiest. Im not the skinniest. Im not perfect. I have flaws. many.
i gossip i cry,
i sit here waiting to die,
Heaven or Hell,
I did not succeed,
I know i didnt indeed.
Wolves have sharp, flesh-tearing claws,
Witch i wish would dig in my skin for all my flaws.
Just a couple deep scractches,
Then my heart will be sowed with many patches.
I want one wish, a quite simple wish,
Just a simple kiss.
But nobody will dare,
Nobody ever even cared.
Im wanting to die,
Or to be buried alive.
Committing suicide might be scary,
But in the end I will be happy, merry.
I will be with dead bodies, by the pile,
But if you see my face ill have a huge smile.
For when im cremated, six feet under the ground,
I wont even weigh a single pound.
I would lay still, lifeless there,
My soul empty, bear.
My happiness will be great,
Thats not a debate.
Next time i lie, i will die.
Goodbye today, Hello no tomorrow.
And I wont be crying when im dying,
Because that meant i was lying.
I probably lied to you,
But you probably already knew.
I wish you the best,
But with my luck it will be a fucked up mess.
In my coffin i want to be wearing a bloody dress,
To show my parents how i thought i looked my best.
Today is almost gone,
So goodbye crapy life, so long.
But i have to say one more thing,
Before i actually do this thing
P.S. I love you.
i gossip i cry,
i sit here waiting to die,
Heaven or Hell,
I did not succeed,
I know i didnt indeed.
Wolves have sharp, flesh-tearing claws,
Witch i wish would dig in my skin for all my flaws.
Just a couple deep scractches,
Then my heart will be sowed with many patches.
I want one wish, a quite simple wish,
Just a simple kiss.
But nobody will dare,
Nobody ever even cared.
Im wanting to die,
Or to be buried alive.
Committing suicide might be scary,
But in the end I will be happy, merry.
I will be with dead bodies, by the pile,
But if you see my face ill have a huge smile.
For when im cremated, six feet under the ground,
I wont even weigh a single pound.
I would lay still, lifeless there,
My soul empty, bear.
My happiness will be great,
Thats not a debate.
Next time i lie, i will die.
Goodbye today, Hello no tomorrow.
And I wont be crying when im dying,
Because that meant i was lying.
I probably lied to you,
But you probably already knew.
I wish you the best,
But with my luck it will be a fucked up mess.
In my coffin i want to be wearing a bloody dress,
To show my parents how i thought i looked my best.
Today is almost gone,
So goodbye crapy life, so long.
But i have to say one more thing,
Before i actually do this thing
P.S. I love you.