And its this late at night that it hits me the most
I wont ever see you again, well maybe your ghost.
I hope when I look upon your watch
Thats when you look down and catch a glimpse of the person I've come to be
A person that at a quick glance could be mistaken for you
I know that the disease ate your mind up so quickly that all you remember was my faults
But I hope when you look down on me now your proud of your only granddaughter because I've become proud to say you're my angel.
And its this late at night that it hits me the most
I wont ever see you again, well maybe your ghost

“I’ll smoke countless
Cigarettes
And leave countless
Scars
On my arms
Turn my lungs
Black
And **** myself up
If it means that
I won’t have to
Remember every ****
Second of that
******* day
And oh my god I
Just need to forget,
The pain is driving
Me insane, and I don’t
Want to hold on
Any longer so why am
I still here?”

I wish that
I could see myself
Through your eyes
A reflection they should be
My mirror to your
Soul
But then I think
That I probably
Don't want to know
What you think of someone
Like me