"FIRST NOTE"

LIFE'S NOT ALWAYS WHAT IT SEEMS
SOMETIMES IT'S FOR THE BETTER
OR THE WORSE 
BUT LIFE HAS IT'S COURSE
AND THATS THE FIRST NOTE

IT TENDS TO WIND 
IN EVERY DIRECTION 
AND IT SEEMS TO SUCK 
USALLY IT LEADS TO THE BLADE
AT MY WRIST AGAIN 

CUTTING DEEP FEELING THE PAIN AND ANGER
ROLL WITH THE BLOOD 
DOWN MY ARM AND INTO MY HAND
DYEING MY ARM A BEAUTIFUL CRIMSON 
AND THEN TO THE FLOOR 

IT CREATES A PUZZLING SHAPE
BUT THEN IT BECOMES CLEAR AS MY VISION 
STARTS TO FADE 
INTO THE NOTHINGNESS I WANT SO BADLY
IT'S YOU THAT MY BLOOD FORMS EVERYTIME