suicide is only using a gift receipt. |
You always smile,
And laugh...
Nothing to say
Does it matter anyway...
She had talked about it.
Thought about it...
I always thought we'd be friends,
Till our ends...
I'm sorry I stopped
What had barely begun...
You said you were sorry,
For what I had to go through...
Sitting at home
Waiting alone...
Wander this life,
Like I’m just passing through...
Hate: My very own heartbreak insurance. |