I tried to disingrate my hurt, but only brought more.
Now I\'m laying here dying on the cold, tile floor.
My eyes are getting heavy and things are going black.
A feeling of hurt and betrayal comes asI kno I can\'t go back.
I sit in my window still and stare and the full moon.
As I whisper to myself \"it\'ll be over soon\"
I Close my eyes them open them quickly.
I think \"Will people remember me?\"
I begin to think of my best friend
Will she understand its time my life comes to an end?
I write her a letter saying I love her and that I still care.
Also, saying Im sorry for all the times I wasnt there.
As my life drains away, the letter falls out of my hand and onto my bed.
In the morning, a girl with no heartbeat and a letter left unread.
