Looking at the skies.
Thinking of the Dead.
Thinking of everyone thats Died around me yet.
Think about my mom.
Think about my dad.
Think about my sisters
and think about my friends.

Now I’ve got nothing left except my own damn self,
I just want to Die and go to heaven or hell.
No point in living, I wanna Die right now,
gonna complain a suicide, but I don’t know how.

Two weeks later.
Not yet Dead.
Met this girl.
Now I’m lying in bed.
Thinking about her.
Her name is Sue.
She knows how I feel, because she’s been there too.

But now she’s gone too, I’m all alone again
Don’t want to live like this, I wanna see my friends.
Holding a gun, gonna pull the trigger.
Float into eternity and Death.