smile

This is me
This is how it is going to be
I will always hate you
Because of what you do
That sad smile you get
But it’s not enough yet
Until I hit the ground
With a gun in my hand
Pointed at my head
Tears in my eyes
You want me dead
Hear my cries
I walk in the darkness
Grasping every inch of you
Asking you why
I’m sorry I say with a sorrow frown
You will never understand
I take the gun to my head
And Pull the trigger