I held breath,
I closed my eyes,
I couldn't seem to recognize,
all the signs,
that you left behind,
for me to change your mind,
oh-your suicide,
and here we are,
drifting apart,
your world so far away,
if I dared to recognize,
then we wouldn't be in this place,
but I felt so compelled that your pain would drift away,
that the scars you've made would be erased,
but here you are in your grave,
oh-your suicide,
I hate you for your choices,
I hate you that your there,
I hate myself for being blind,
here I am.
and there you are,
Your suicide.
