I'm insane, There's somfin' in my brain. I'm crashin' this train, Spinnin' from this two lane track Back to reality, To my specialty, Doin' my thing on MTV, Look at me, As you see in crazy, My eyes crossed, Tryin' to hide from Bonnie & Clyde, Something tellin' me inside Go outside, Turn yourself in, But then I spin In the other direction, For another direction, From my scitso body, To go up to Bonnie, Tell her she's a hottie, She gets me goin' In the way I'm not supposed to be goin' Knowin' somfin' ain't right, A light has just clicked, Now I must be picked, Tryin to hide myself, In a dark hole, Lookin' up at my grave, See how I wasn't brave, How I couldn't have been different, See how crazy, Get back, from you and your friends doin crack, Just bein' a slack off, Just a beat off, That's all you heard, Now you're free as a bird From all your sins, How sharp points of pins Are released, Just as you thought I was donesday, Hello alarm clock, Get up its Monday --Written by Chase Michael Edwards, age 12, shortly before his Suicide attempt and removal from life support in March 2003