Hush little baby don't you cry,
Close your eyes and hope to die.
If you wake during the night,
Grab a knife and hold it tight.
If that knife don't cut just right,
Grab a razor and look for the light.
If that still doesn't satisfy you,
Take a pill but more than two.
If you're scared to do it,
I promise you there is nothing to it.
Hush little baby don't you
cry,
Pull the trigger and hope to
die.
nmf/nmq
As human beings we can
always try to do better
To be
better
To re-write a
wrong
Even if it feels
irreversible
Of course,
“I’m sorry” doesn’t always cut
it
Maybe because we use
it so many different ways
As a
weapon
As an
excuse
But when we are really
sorry
When we use it
right
When we mean
it
When actions say what
words never can
When we get it
right
“I’m
sorry” is perfect
When we get it
right
“I’m
sorry” is
redemption