I dream abouthow it's going to endapproaching me quickly.Leaving a life of fear,I only wantmy mind to be clear. People making fun of me, for no reason but jealousy. I fantasize aboutmy death,I'll kill myselffrom holding my breath.My suicidal dream, voices telling me what to do. My suicidal dream, I'm sure you will get your's too. Help me, comfort me, stop me from feeling what I'm feeling now. The rope is here, now I'll find a use. I'll kill myself, I'll put my head in a noose.