Life In Pain 

Every day I stay alone to hide my sorrow and pain.

My life is filled with tears, it feels like there is always rain.

I pray that I die every night, hoping to finish my life.

Everyday is the same, like slits with a knife.

I stay awake and think about what happened in the past.

When will this end, how long will all this last?

My life is nothing but disappointments and regrets,

So all I do is get high and attempt to forget.

It feels like whatever I try to do becomes a mess. 

I?ve been told I?m different, never to be like the rest.

They say I?ll never amount to anything, I?ll always be the same.

I know what people think as soon as they hear my name.

I?m not trying to blame others for what a brought on myself.

It was my decisions that brought me to all of this hell.

I wish I could go back and do it in a different way.

That?s impossible to do, so I guess I have to stay. 

Now I packed another bowl to see if I feel better.

I?m feeling happy now and I hope it lasts forever.

I know that it won?t, but I wish that it would.

That?s the only time that I actually feel good.

Afterwards I feel worse than when I took the first hit.

I wanna close my eyes and finish all of this shit. 

Now I sit here, thinking of all this pain I?ve received.

All the people I hurt, all the ones I deceived.

The more I think, the more I fall into a deeper depression.

Many say I?ll fall straight into the cell of correction.

Yet I still continue down the same path in the end.

I just can?t take no more, so I pull out that little friend.

There is 15 in the clip and one in the chamber,

It?s finally time to end all of this anger.

1 shot is all it takes to end this tragic tale of pain.

Lost every love I had, not one thing did I gain.