Sitting Duck

I'm like a sitting duck.

Just watching the world go by.

Got a gun to my head but I'm not gonna cry.

You're trying to brag how much damage you can do if I don't comply.

As I sit there, I think how messed up my life is. 

I've been played so many times that now it feels like a crime.

Sitting back, not relaxed, just letting everything unfold.

I have nothing left.

Not a family, not a single friend.

I say please put my life to an end.

End this living hell and send me to the real one.

Cause it's kinda like suicide if I'm telling you I wanna die

As I look you in the eyes, I can tell you see the pain that I have gone through.

You think to yourself and realize, you've been through it too.

You raise the gun to your head and then there goes the lead.

Blood everywhere.

I say out loud, "you won't be the only one"

I pick up the gun, did a little prayer.

It's my turn now. 

Put the gun to my head thinking I'm about to let something fly.

I squeezed the trigger...

"click" "click"

It's empty.

I guess it's not my time to die.

I lost control, probably even passed out.

Wonder what my life would have been like if I haven't shouted out.