As tears mask my face
and I think upon my past
I wonder to myself has
my time to die come at last?
Tonight is ny night to choose to
live for tomorrow to make it
past tonight or cut my wrist
with nothing to lose as
thoughts of death cross my mind
i wonder if and how to die
i dont know if i can even do it
i dont know if i can even try
the end of my life is serious
no more memories or future
will tomorrow be more obscure
i think i can just put the knife down
and everthing will be okay
i put suicidal thoughts in remission
and i'll saveit for another day
more importantly i wont do it
for me it would hurt my friends
true people who loves me who
always have and will until the very end
