Everyday I wake hoping I can end all my miseries.
Looking in the mirror, hating what I see.
As the knife eases its way to my neck,
There is a part of me refraining myself from this painful death.
Feeling so lonely and helpless, I look in the mirror once again,
Still gaining nothing.
My visions gone blurry, and I'm lost in regrets.
All the bad memorizes coming back to haunt me.
I'm just an imperfect girl, with nothing to show.
I say good-bye to all my heartache and all my pain.
I feel the blood straining from my neck.
This is my one last breath.
You can all rejoice for I shall not return.
As I slowly fade, silently upon the breeze,
All the is left is the memorizes,
That will soon be forgotten.
 
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