It's hard to not want,
The end of your world.
A town with no happiness,
Can never be a home.
Lips sealed with moments of sorrow,
And none repeat your name.
Can not live when I am hollow,
With all of this pain.
Living here can't go on,
It's hard not to jump with rope.
Kids outside play dark children's games,
As I sit and scream.
It's hard not to want it,
The end of my world.
Why bother resisting desire,
And just call it enough.