Bored here all alone
Thinking of all the terror
Memories of the past
Thinking about it at last
Story’s people have told
Books that are so old
Movies that’s been sold
On the self with the other load
Times bin passing by
One min at a time
Thinking I might die
One sec I must find
I must say I’m sorry
To all those I must leave behide
This I must say, but it might be kind of dry
‘I’m sorry I put you threw the pain,
I’m stop it right now
All these memories flying
They have to hit the ground
I’ll put them to a end,
Have a good life
Think of me as if I was a delight
Don’t forget me
I hope you never forget this night’
And with that said
Ill leave thee behide
Ill forget all the times you said I should die
All is forgotten
I just hope you learned this time
