Dying Wish

by the one you forgot   Nov 10, 2005


I'm living for my
Dying wish.
My one free wish.
My one last meal.
My one last chance
To get what I want.
I get what I want,
Not what somebody else wants?

I'm living for my
Dying wish.
My one free wish.
My one last moment.
My one last chance
For salvation.

All that's happened,
It's killing me from
The inside out.
They're dying
And so am I.
They wonder how I'm
Still here.
How I didn't take my
Own life.
But I just tell them that I'm
Living for my dying wish.
But they don't understand.
They don't understand my
Depression.
How could they?
How could you?

You try to understand,
I can tell.
You try to listen,
I can tell.
You're failing,
And I can tell.
You can't understand
Or imagine
What it's like
To know that soon,
One day the might all
Be gone forever.

You know you can't understand,
And it kills you.
But you want to understand,
For all the wrong reasons,
And it kills me.
Do you really care?
You don't, so stop.
Do you really understand?
You don't, so stop.

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