No Ready To Die

So here I stand Covered in crimson Tired of a world so bland So here I stand under darkest shade Laughing wth my demons Through thick blood I will wade And now I bear my chelsea grin Mocking all of them 'Cause no one ever wins So here I raise my knife Growing ever so tired So so tired of life Through all the heavy downs I will not die yet I will still be around To all of you I may seem dark I may seem like I've no soul But I am happy and still play in the park We all have our horrors and dark spots But push through and forget the scary days Stay on them too long and your soul will rot So here I stand glaring at the sky Don't ask if I'm ok Beleive me, I'm not ready to die