1...2...3... three simple numbers

1,2,3.... 1,2,3....
The same numbers
Every time I go outside
Looking down the road
1,2,3.... let go!
Run... but I can't
To leave my life behind
Who I am
Who I was....
I'm not that little girl
As my mother calls me
I'm not that athlete
The person who has a team
No!
I'm the person who...
Hates to live...
To wake up every morning
Never wanting to go on
I don't want this
Not to live any more
Not to breath any more
Wishing the pain would....
Just one day leave....
Leave my body....
Leave my mind....
But it wont....
Never in this decade...
Or this century...
Unless I do something....
So take the gun...
Count to three....
But you still can't....
End the pain