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My Way
Copyright, Becky
I've always felt unreal,
Ever since grade five.
Only with blood running down my leg,
Can I ever actually feel alive.
I'm surrounded by people,
But I still feel alone.
And I will 'till the end
Until I'm called home
You can't understand me,
I have nothing to give.
I'm not trying to die,
I'm just trying to live
It helps me to cope,
Though my methods aren't the best.
Don't say there's no hope,
Stop being such a pest.
Though you can't understand me,
I can't quit just 'cuz you say.
As much as I'd like to,
It doesn't work that way.
It's more addictive than smoking,
Once you start you can't stop.
You found out my secret,
But please don't blow your top.
You can't understand me,
I have nothing to give.
I'm not trying to die
It's just my way to live.