If I die before my time,
What would the world say about me?
A lonely girl, lost in the world of pain and misery.
Sometimes I wounder if i would be missed if suddenly i was gone.
but who would miss a girl with blood dripping from her heart?
As the days come to an end,
We talk about them; all the people we've loved and lost.
And if i were to die,
Please don't cry, just know that i am fine
Because if I were to die before my time,
I would be loved anyway.
