Kasumi Yami
I hate myself and I want to die
I reach out when I have a confession
I reach out with desperation
I reach out but no one is listening
So I go looking for the next best thing

Happiness, straight from the bottle
What real life's too hard to swallow...

I feel them judging on me for their own pleasure
If they really knew, they'd know better
They're on the one who caves under pressure
When desperate times call for desperate measures. ©