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( emo btw, yes, i was going thru a bit of an emo stage at this time, but you gotta admit it sounds cool! xd )

I wake up in the middle of the night,
Wondering what my life's become,
Wondering if I even still have one, no.

I live a fake, I live a lie,
A misery, just wanna die.

Hanging by a thread,
I'd be better off dead.
I'm not the one holding on,
It's holding onto me.
It's torture, please,
Somebody end this misery.
Cutting into my skin,
And so I scream,
Just wanna wake up,
But it's not a dream.
It's life, it's pain.
I can't pull up, nothin' to gain.
Please do me a favor and cut the stupid string,
I don't wanna see what other tortures life can bring.
Life is cruel, life is mean.
If this thread keeps cutting more deep,
I might be dead by 2013.

I live a fake, I live a lie,
A misery, just wanna die.

Please do me one last favor,
Please don't hold onto me, and please don't cry.
Please let go and just let me die.

I have no purpose here,
There's nothing left for me.

I just strive,
To find the answer,
To whether I'm dead or alive.