I Pulled The Trigger

I'm Running,,
Running As Fast As I Can!
I Have To Find A Place To Feel Save.
I Have To Get The Hell Out Of
This Haunted House!
This Box Filled With Rooms
And People Who Don't Even Care!
And Blaming Me For All Kind Of Stuff!
I Seem To Do Every Thing Wrong,
Throwing Things In My Face,
Such As I Never Come Home On Time,
Or I Have A Big Mouth,
You Are Lazy,
I Don't Believe You Anymore!
19 Years Old Being Treated Like An 11 Year Old Kid!
I Understand Why They Are Care Full And Stuff,
But I Have To Make Mistakes So I Can Learn From Them!
So I Know How It Feels To Fail Once On A While.
I Don't Want To Do Things Secretly,,
Cause I Know How It Is To Have A Free Relationship With Parents.
I've Seen It!
As I Ran On This Weird Path,
I Fell Down On My Knees,,
Not even Feeling The Pain,,
Cause It Doesn't Compare To The Pain I Feel By Living This Life,,
So I Was Trying To Get Back On My Feet,,
I Felt Something With All The Same Curves As The Curves From A Gun..
I Picked It Up Looked At It,
And Put It In My Bag!
I Walked The Rest Of My Way And Sat Down In The Park.
I Looked At The Gun,
And How It Fits In My Hand,,
It Felt So Good, So Right!
Cause It Makes Me Think Of How It Could Solve My Problems..
I Lifted My Hand And Pointed The Gun At My Head..
Then I Pulled The Trigger,,
To Be Done With The Life I Am Living..