Screaming, Crying, Dying

I sit and scream
What The Fuck
But what good does it do
I sit and wait
For all my dreams to come true

I sit and cry
Because I'm not good enough for you
I want to die
Because of the pain I put you through

I sit and wait
For my heart to stop beating
I sit and wither
We will never again be together

I sit and shake
As I hold the gun in my hands
I fall and die
As my blood splatters against the wall
Nothing really matters at all



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