This is my way out
out of this life
out of this pain
out of this misery
this my only escape
escape from my world
escape from myself
escape from these insults
as i hold my head up high
knowing soon i will be proud
finally something that can set me free
something to let me fly
walking up this hill
this hill, beautiful and green
picking all of the flowers
but my insides, still scream
as i reach the top
i find my perfect tree
the prettiest tree
most beautiful color
the perfect tree for me
as i thread the flowers into the rope
i wish this world could see
this is what everyone, is doing to me
so i tie up the rope
to the top branch in the tree
and i let my spirit free
jumping away from all i have lived
jumping away from all dreams i had dreamt
jumping away from all my memories
this time,
I'm jumping away from me
i died in peace, please let me be
these flowers, a symbol
not of sympathy
of happiness and tranquility
finally I am at peace....
at peace with me!