done and gone

my head is being filled with lies

my heart is done feeling emotion

the smiles is gone away when my real mother died

i didn't shed a tear

i went to a pear thinking about about suicide and jump of the pear

no one would they just open a beer and laugh at me

i  never stopped thinking about suicide and never will

is there even a god

if so why would he torture us like this

i just want to kiss the sweet lips of death and say good buy for the last time