It scares me when I ask myself
What is the meaning of life...

This year will be different
I promised to myself...

Love is a term
I dont like to use...

I always sit here
Thinking how to tell you...

I don't,
don't want to wait...

I really like you
I would say love...

Kill me now
oh let me die...

Waking up every morning
With someone in your head...

I think about you every day
Thinking how I never want you to go away...

I hate myself for loving you
I wish I could just get over...

This knife is what ended my life
This knife is what made you cry...

You.
What amuses me the most...