Off the dome.

shv187:

Deep thoughts in my head.
Nothing is good now.
Just want to pick it up, pull it, dead.
This whole week my life is down.

I know everything is going to be good.
In the mean time I look and feel bad.
I just feel very misunderstood.
I don’t want to live my life completely sad.

I think of what made me this way.
I am now what I was afraid to be.
A cold hearted person watching time pass day by day.
Good is rare for me so I choose not to see.

There are some ups in my life.
The few friends that I have make me happy.
Think of them and I put down the knife.
They always make life seem a little less crappy.

Without them I’d probably be dead.
I’m independent but at times I like some one by my side.
If I didn’t I’d probably put one bullet to the head.
Fortunately I don’t bring my friends along the darkness of the ride.

SHV.