Bullet
As the bullet passes through my face
I begin to feel deaths cold embrace.
Is this how it feels to be dead laying on the ground with a bullet an my head.
They will say they don't no why I proceeded to commit suicide but they do,
they do no why, the note should have made it clear why i committed suicide.
You pushed me to this with your lies and tricks.
What's done is done, blood has been spilt and its on your hands now.
Soon I will be a thing of the past.
YET just another teenage suicide.
I begin to feel deaths cold embrace.
Is this how it feels to be dead laying on the ground with a bullet an my head.
They will say they don't no why I proceeded to commit suicide but they do,
they do no why, the note should have made it clear why i committed suicide.
You pushed me to this with your lies and tricks.
What's done is done, blood has been spilt and its on your hands now.
Soon I will be a thing of the past.
YET just another teenage suicide.