Diary Of A Suicider

No one understands the pain I've been living all my life
When the sun shines it's raining deep inside my heart
I really wonder how long it will take you all to realize
That I am gone
You think you are the better ones, and yes goddamn it, you are right
We are scum, without love, without money, without future
But even if many of us will leave, a little rest will stay and fight
Dear diary, this will be my last entry, I bleed this pain out of my soul now
The beautyqueens and footballstars, the noted society of our school
They have already killed so many and today it is my turn
The blades are sharp, the noose tied up, a letter on my desk
To everyone who reads this diary, it's the diary of a suicider
The diary of a little man who could not stand this world
They have dug an emotional wound as deep as the ocean
And this wound will never heal
And this wound will never heal
They buried all their hate in it, they closed the wound with burning lava
They laughed at me as I writhed with pain, as I dug my face into the mud
My whole life I have cried, cried for help, cried for mercy, cried for love
But this life is over now...
Dear diary, this is my last entry, with opened veins I'm lying on my bed
And for the first time of my live I hear singing birds
Maybe someone let's me live a life I like
An afterlive...