I give up
 

Sometimes I like to ending it,
Just giving up the fight and quit,
Today I feel this way,
So I will just keep writing away.

Who cared if I do this?
Will I even be missed?
Would anyone cry?
If they know I want to die?

I feel so alone in here,
And well, all I can do is shed tears,
And keep living with my fears,
Why can't I see this clear?

Why can't I listen in class?
Why do I wear so many masks?
I don't even know who I am anymore,
It's like my heart broke hitting the floor.

So should I do it, why not?
Am tired of losing a battle well fought
Should I do it and how?
Not today, not now

Dicht in je moerstaal. Het drama komt op deze manier niet zo over.