Cry Suicide
Cry suicide
every time the world
doesn’t spin your way.
You deserve to live
forever in the spotlight,
so if you ever start to dim,
be brave.
Cry suicide.
Sugar, I’ll drop my troubles
and come running
each and every time you threaten death.
Should you ever need a shoulder
to boost you into the limelight,
I will cringe and bear your weight.
And if you point fingers
to blame me for the troubles you incur
in passing days,
I will lower my head in shame.
My life I will devote to you.
I have no troubles of my own,
no burdens;
I could never understand your heartache.
When I am not enough to hold you up
cry suicide.
Maybe someone else can come and save you.
by
PrettyOddposted on 10/26/2009
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