Upon these pages I can spill my blood.
Open my heart and release the flood.
All this hate cannot stay bottled.
All this pain. All this sorrow.
Upon these pages I can share my ruth.
No false smiles. I wont hide the truth.
I hate myself more than I hate those clowns.
I want to feel alive and not want to drown.
Upon these pages I can be myself.
And tell the world how I hate myself.
Drowning in sorrow I hate this life.
I hate you. I hate them. fuck this life!
Upon these pages I can beg for your help.
Ask for your hand. I do not want this hell.
Please just help me take some of it back.
The part of my life I forget I had.