Why did she do it?
She knew how I felt...

I feel crap
At what she wrote...

Why do they do it?
Why don’t they care...

Will i die tomarrow?
or will i die today...

She knows how she feels
She knows its love...

I look around the room
There are books on the desk...

She stood up with a heart full off love
he pushed her down and she fell...

Time has passed
And things has changed...