The Writings

"Last Escape" (8-2-00)


Pull the trigger of the gun that rests in my hand.
Just one more escape from this world that's made by man.


A world full of hatred,
A world full of spite,
Where everyone does what is wrong and never what is right.


Some call me a coward,
Some call me afraid,
Others call me worthless and say I've got what I've made.


I can't help my logic,
I can't help my life,
It was all just forced upon me by my father and his wife.


I'm going to get away now,
I'm going to take me down.
Because I know I'll never be
Accepted, welcomed, loved, or free.