I cant believe this is happening again
i am relying on things that aren't going to help...

I sit alone and bleed
It's that release i need...

We have been hurt and scared
We have loved and lost...

Selfish things happen to selfish people
suicide is selfish so why not happen to me...

I sit alone
with two pictures...

This is my last goodbye
and I'm writing this to explain why...

The pain i feel will never leave me
the guilt will always haunt me...

Alone, shaking and scared
In the centre of the dark cold room...

I walk along a long but narrow corridor
like the ones i have seen before...

I sit alone in the center of the floor
i want to be dead...

Is she lieing or is it true
no one has got a clue...

Hmmmm why do we love
why do we hate...