I'm not okay.
I want you more and more each and every day.
I'm not okay.
I just want to go out and play.
What of these lies?
Do you know they make me want to die?
What of these lies?
They make me want to cry.
All I want to do is get high.
All I want to do is fly.
I want to touch the sky.
Will you follow me to the depths of hell?
Would you catch me if I fell?
Can't you tell I'm not okay?
Isn't it obvious this is the wrong day.
Tell me I'm not alone.
Tell me I'm not alone.
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As the tears fall from her face she doesn't hate the world.
Doesn't hate what has happened to her.
Doesn't hate the one that did this to her.
Only wishes she had never existed.
Only wishes she had never existed so the temptation would never have been there.
Wishes she had never existed because she turned a good man bad.
She stares at the water, her death near.
She steps into the water, steps into hell.
She closes her mouth, so as not to breath.
She closes her eyes, so as not to see the evil.
Soon her heart stops beating and her soul leaves her body,
It walks the road to hell.
There she finds the man that raped her.
There she finds that he is contrite.
There she finds she is at peace.
There she finds that they can be forgiven,
Though they have both sinned.
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