When you’re standing by my casket
Pull this out of your pocket
So people can know how I feel
So they can heal
I’m sorry for all who I hurt
And the ones I treated like dirt
You all killed me in pieces
Now this is to all that have wishes
Stay and live your whole lives
Go and be or get a wife
Have kids that smile happily
Let them live their life’s friendly
Help them make right choices
So they can get to go to prom and you help pick out dresses and tuxes
Be there for them night and day
Don’t mess up and let them slip away
I’m sorry to all that cares
But the feelings you should have shared
Now I’m gone
Sorry again if we had a bond
No more pain, no more tears
Thank you god for those few years.
