He looks directly into her sullen eyes
'If you don't take your medication
You will without a doubt die'.
She replies damning god's creation
'I don't care if I cease to exist tomorrow
I have done all I have done,
Should you be blessed to live my sorrow
Know that you have had your fun'.

He wrote a letter wishing she was in his arms
'I'm sorry that I couldn't be better
I'm sorry I couldn't keep you from harm
I just wish that this remaining letter
Will slightly help with your depression,
Know that if you need to hurt someone
I can be the punching bag to relieve your aggression
And although I'm not there, I'm never gone.
Should I meet my doom or other words die
Know that you were forever on my mind '