I often think I want to die.
But I never do I voice this, to anyone.
I write it,
I type it,
But I paint on my canvas,
I make it into lyrics,
and cut it on my arm,
I burn it on my theigh,
I even alter my exsternal apparence,
But never do I voice it.

I will say it, and i will type it.

I want to die.

More than ever before.