Last Rhymes

I am going to cut
But I must keep my mouth shut

I must not let anyone know
Which direction I flow

I must keep a smile on my face
For happiness doesn't seem to be running no race

I must face the fact
That now I must pack

I can't show the real me
I have to keep them blind so they wont see

They can never understand
That I am where I stand

It's time to put away my fears
And cry my last tears

Because the time has come
And unlike some

I have died one too many times
And now I write my last rhymes