Black paint dripping down roses and blood stains on linens razor blades and long sleeves that keep my scars hidden
jumping off buildings like birds with out wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Shotguns cocked and ropes hanging from ceilings
Acting on impulses and intense
Feelings
Being antisocial and giving in
To the pain
These are a few of my favorite things

Blood dripping on the floor
The color crimson red
Guns fully loaded and aimed at the head
Suicide notes
And taking your final breath of the day
These are a few of my favorite things

When the blade bites and their words sting or when I am feeling sad
I just simply remember a few of my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad

I wasn't born like this the world did this to me ,I wish the only problems in this  world were dog bites and getting stung by a bee, after such a long time of dealing with pain these have become a few of my favorite things