I am sitting here in my room
trying not to cry...

I wish I were dead, cuz then i would
not have to deal with this thing called life...

I hate my life i cant stand it any more.
Why cant it just end...

About a month ago you told me you hated me you...
you hurt me so bad when you said those words...

You said you love me and i believed you I said I...
When you broke up with me you said we could still...