Tired of all the shit in my head
I want to shoot myself dead
No matter what I do
Its the wrong thing for you
With all my love
I wish I was in the heavens above
Stress filled mind about to snap
Tired of being in this mouse trap
Bending over backwards
You hear nothing but negativity within my words
At my wits end
No further can I bend
Killing me softly with your actions
On day I will wind up in traction