- Sweet 16 -

I woke up today feeling nothing special
I must not be special because everyone forgot about me
The few that remembered, I'll love them forever
I appreciate you trying to make this day perfect
But perfection is nothing but a joke

Happy Birthday to me
Bleeding away the dream
Happy Sweet Sixteen

I sit here and put on a fake smile
To hide the tears streaming down my cheek
I dig my nails into my face
Because the pain takes away the pain

I wonder how I should kill myself...
I could slash my wrists
That have longed for the razorblade's kiss
Or maybe I could hang myself with a dog leash
Or maybe I should take a gun and blow my brains out
That way there will be no turning back

My dead loved ones will sing to me
Happy Birthday to me
I'm bleeding to death on my sweet sixteen