Talking bout' the grief, the sorrow,
The pain is gonna end up tomorrow,
Deep beneath my mind i had a thought,
I'm finished if i lose what i got...
Still use to mumble on my own,
Was a child yesterday now i'm grown,
Reminiscin' days that've passed,
I'm finished if this is to be last...
Saw myself in the dreams screaming help,
Then i took the meds and laid on my back,
Staring at the ceiling popping pills,
I'm finished if i talk about the kills...
Brought the veggies and the fruits in a car,
I'm finished when i think i am to starve...