I grab a knife a cut i ask myself why don't i just...
Why don't i just end the pain and suffering...

You were taken far too young
You were suppose to grow old with mom...

His voice is what i want to hear.
His voice is comforting and makes me feel loved...

Why did you have to leave?
Why did you take your life...

Time and time again, I ride a roller coaster in...
Not knowing the track and where it twists and turn...

My shoes hit the gravel as I run
Running from what I do not know...