I sometimes hope the person driving will swerve into the wrong lane
I've always wanted to feel like I was being set free
Sitting in the passenger seat imagining what it would be like if I never wore my seat belt again
Coming through the windshield
The oncoming traffic doesn't stop
My body lifeless but my mind free
The sound of the sirens grow stronger as my breathing becomes weaker
I've got three weeks left to live due to my severe injuries
Why not just put me out of my misery
Now

Now

Now