Dark Thoughts

Why do you think I tend to cry, I wanna die

But I'm too alive to take my own life

Lord knows that growing up I tried,

If I had done it right, we wouldn't be here talking tonight!

I need help, somebody to talk to me right?

Cause when I speak like this, it doesn't come off right

They might put me in therapy, by the end of the night

But that won't change that I just ended a life, 

About a hundred thousand times in the back of my mind.

But I'm mentally good, I mean I'm alright

Nobody likes a party-pooper, so don't crap all night

I know you don't understand, and that's alright

I just needed a moment, to bring my darkness to light