sometimes i look for an escape
a way out of this wretched world
i’ve heard of many things
drugs
guns
knives
ropes
suicide you know
but all of these hurt
they give revenge slowly
as they kill you off
why is there not an easy escape
an easy way out
who really wants to escape
the pain with pain
many have said not i
so they lived
lived in this wretched world
still looking for an escape