Goodbye Note...

Everyone messes up from time to time,
But I do it so often it should be a crime.
Never meeting expectations,
Never shining bright...
Rip me from the darkness, bring me to the light.
Why can't I be the person I want to be?
Why can't I just be the real me?
Someone beautfiul,
Valiant and strong...
Build me a shell, somewhere deep inside,
To put these gothic and weak feelings away,
Somewhere to hide.

I don't want to be this person, who is shaking apart,
Someone sad and demonic who can't leave a mark.
I only see one solution to end my misery
To escape the darkness,
To see the light,
To be truly happy.
No one will like my idea,
Not many will approve.
But who are they to judge? They aren't the ones that need to move...
Some will think it cowardly,
Some may think it bold,
Some will think me pathetic,
Someone very cold.

Maybe they are wrong,
Maybe they are right,
But they don't look in the mirror and cry at the sight.
It's my soul that's dark and ugly, yes my soul.
And I hate myself for being a junkie on it,
Thinking it makes me whole...
The way I see it, the only way to have it changed,
Is to destroy it before it sends me derranged.
I know they won't take my side,
But the only way to be cleanse me is
Suicide.