When i’m gone, this pain will all be over soon.
Lay my head down to rest,
And never wake up again..
This constant pain, this constant beating on my heart,
I don’t want it anymore,
I wouldn’t know a way to deal with it anyway..
It makes me sick when I think back of all that has happened.
I can’t believe it ever did..
And all the times I tried to change it, it never made a difference.
It leaves all my attempts in vein,
Cause soon there will be a way..
A way to escape this pain..
It saddens me to know that it had led to this,
And the road that it took to get here..
That we never could face each other and said what it was all about..
But I guess those attempts are in vein,
It wouldn’t make a difference now…
Not to you.