“As I sit here in the dark And pollute my lungs, I think about my life. I wonder if my life Is a life Worth living. Day in and day out, I'm dying. Every second. Its hard to breathe. I'm dizzy and lost In this cold, dark world. Another pill to stop the pain Another cigarette to clear my head Another drink to make me sleep I just want to disappear. But I've already done that. I'm alone. I like it that way. But I still wonder.. A handful of pills, A bullet to the head, A slice to the wrist... It would only take a second. Easy enough.. ... But I won't. I'll wait. I'll figure this out. ... Someday.”
