Goodbye

Promise me that you won't cry for me.
I need you to understand that I need to be free.
Now I am ready to die cause I'm not afraid of death.
What might come when I take my last breath..

I am ready to go to heaven or hell...
Because they can't see the truth....
In the stories that I tell...
With a help of a simple knife....

I would cut my wrists and would tell the stories..
Of all the problems that I have been facing through life.
So now goodbye forever till the end of my life...