This is my life...
It's filled with so much anger, and strife.
When I tried to die, I couldn't help but down that knife.
Why should, I take my own life?
For this, that's plain stupidy.
I keep on reminding my self, of that.
One reason, I won't do it.
Another reason is, that I have two years...
than I am out of here.
Two more years, just two more.
That's what keeps me hanging, on.
One day I will gone, before sun the sun rises at dawn.
Author's note: I have no idea; Why I written this.
Please R&R
Thank you.