This letters to show, that i always had a voice,
to prove everyone being silent was a show
to show, that bullying has left its scar-

A scar so deep, itll split an artery in my arm
IM NOT glamorizing the UN-glamourous
Not making out my dark thoughts were ever $#&@ing fabulous

Cos' no one wanted to listen to me in depression
i walked around, like a ghost fighting neglection
every lesson that i sat, i was abused in the back

the teachers turned blind eyes, so its time for my packback
cos now, my deaths, sitting on their conscious
I wanna thank the few who loved me constant

When you read this, ill be in a better place
i dont believe in heaven but six feet under feels safe
AWAY from the chase, of needing money

something ive always hated, but its never stealing from me
the only thief, i feel, is lifes itself
cos i DONT need materials, to feel its wealth

Wealth of love, would of kept me alive
but the suffering and pain- bought me this knife


CHORUS-
This is my note to the world
a suicide letter to give some hope to this world

cos' including myself, i was ignorant in life
Open your eyes and try and help anothers life (X2)



VERSE 2
Now i dim the lights, im writing by a candle

if someone turns the door handle- maybe i wont mangle
my arm, my leg, my chest, my head
its HARD being so depressed,laying on the bed

that i was tucked into, by my mother
dont blame yourself mum- i dont want you to suffer
I WISH i coulda been stronger for us both

BUT NOTHING prepares you for the thoughts that i conjure
i wish i coulda just- tried again
cos everything you gave me, and how you raised me

most people would sacrifice an arm and a leg
I feel selfish but i-- gotta do this
I know when you read this, youll find it moving

but i ALWAYS loved you - everyday
just life got too much for me- everyday
there was NOTHING you coulda done to save my day (im sorry)


CHORUS


VERSE 3
So, these are my final words
dont EVER bully someone, you dont know

what affect you could have with those words
i know you think its an overeaction,
but, YOU DONT KNOW whats happening in their world

i know, my life, coulda been saved easily
all i needed was somebody to, believe in me
I KNOW, people have it MUCH harder than me

but for me, Well, i reached my breaking point
THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL- was destroyed
i woke up everyday, asking "WHATS THE POINT?"

and you know, i NEVER had an answer
Abandoned, abused, then dumped by my partner
i wanna end this letter, with a message

sometimes in life people give off cries for help
so its our job, as humans to get the message
THIS IS THE LETTER WROTE BY THE DEAD AND BURIED