this mirror lay there smothered to tiny pieces
my family lies there crying
while i lie there dying
the note that lays beside me
it reads aloud and clear
im sorry mother im sorry father
my mind could not take it
the pain i felt inside
the lonieliness of the world
the pain of all this war
the fights i suffer from every day
and not having someone to help.
im sorry mother im sorry father, but i did this for good
now im better happier and free
its okay ill always come back.
so while i lie in that bed, one bullett through my head,
my mirror is in pieces slicing through my arm
im sorry mother im sorry father but my life is gone
im sorry mother im sorry father,
my shattered memories could be no more

 
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