ishmael
why must we all wish for
something that brings so much pain?
why must you all treat us
as if we’re all the same?
i dont know what you think of me
but i know i really dont care
yet i know that you can ruin my life
and all it would take is one tear.
so why put me through all this waiting
when we both know youve gote the power
my head is spinning, im going mad
with each never-ending hour.
you say you want whats best for me
but i can no longer believe your lie
for every time i move i see
there is no more reason to try.
“stay strong through the storm, go towards the light!”
they say but its all just bullshit
my hands wont stand still as they clutch at the knife
and i know in my heart this is it
goodbye to my friends, and alll that i love,
those who matter anyway,
i smile at the end, for i know i have won
as my last light fades away.
