goodbye.

WHY YOU OR ANOTHER ME, COS TRUTHS
STAY IN TRAGEDY. NO, I WON'T SAY...
NO, I WON'T TELL...
NO, I WON'T RECOGNIZE...
NO, I'M GONE; NO, I WON'T SAY
"LOVE ME" OR ELSE.
I THINK I HAD A HEART, BUT I DON'T
REMEMBER WHERE I LEFT IT. I'VE
REACHED THE DARKEST SKIES OF
MIDNIGHT, AND STILL I'M GOING ON;
DAY BY DAY, MY SOLITUDE. BUT, OH,
EVERYBODY IS SO ALONE THERE. I'M
NOT THE ONLY ONE I'M JUST ANOTHER
ONE. IN THE DARK FACING MY PILLOW,
I COUNT THE PILLS I NEED TO SLEEP.
THE MOONLIGHT CUT THE DARKNESS
SUCH A WHITE KNIFE, THE EDGE ON MY 
WRISTS, I BLAME MYSELF FOR ALL THE
PITYFUL ANGST, TEEN AGITATION.
THIS IS MY LIFE.
THE LONELINESS OF MY TEARS AND CUTS
IS MY HIDDEN GUIDELINE.
SEND SOME ATTITUDE.
THIS IS MY FUCKING LIFE.