Since you've been gone I've become you. caught up in these drugs and lies. Hell now i think of suicide. Cut me, kick me, kill me, i'm still numb i'm like a child crying casted out, neglected. i want the hand of my best friend i look into my eyes and see how hollow i am. It seems pretty fly to die...imma get away with murder. My life is the valley of death. I'll blow my mind away with this .45 in my hand. I think about it day and night hoping one day..just one day. I'll pray on my knees maybe god will hear me. My life is not normal. I'm 21 never will I see to be me. Minute after minute im...