Should it ever be so bad,
that your life, you must end?
Should you ever be so alone,
Without a single friend?
How can death be the solution,
I don’t see how good it can be,
When only others will be in pain,
Most of all... Me.
If you love me so much,
As everyday, you claim,
How can you be saying this s**t?
As if its all some kind of game.
Knowing that you’d hurt me,
And knowing how much I care,
What do you think I would do?
With you no longer there?
So if your only hurting others,
How could you be so mad,
To want to cause them this pain,
And make their lives so sad.
To loose someone close,
There is nothing that is worse.
Than seeing someone that you really loved,
Going by in a hearse.
And if you care for no one else still.
Don’t you care about me?
Because I want you living, by my side,
Oh why, why cant you see??
On the outside I would mourn
This much is certainly true,
But if you really died,
On the inside, Id die too.