Gazing out the window
my future's down it's path
Rememberance will confide
the hurt from my past

What's there to look forward
What's there to look back
all of my pain
piled high up in a stack

It's sense to be forgotten
the last chapter of my life
pain that I can't handle
while I'm holding up my knife

My future I'd destroy
but my past is still behind
trailing me through every step
nothing left to find

Destiny's not to await
for I will not be there
friends and family will not mourn
they probably just won't care

No more fear's to hide
no more tears to cry
there is no next chapter of my life
now's my time to die
 
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