L
Love, life , live or laugh
Maybe look , later , long or just the first letter of what was meant to be a goodbye song
Deep inside me I know I'll never get the answer
But for nineteen years it's been a daily thought
Theirs been times I spent hours and more then once I spent days
I have yelled and cried about it
Asked myself was it going to be a K
I turned it to the left , back right then upside down
Yes I flipped over then flipped it again
It always looks the same
One line that's not to straight
The black ink has faded some and it holds some dried up tears
Someone told me I should throw it away
That I needed to stop hanging on
To quit trying to solve a problem that I will never be able to solve
We haven't talked since
I don't need to hear the oblivious
I don't need to hear nothing at all
I'll put it up for the night
To help fall asleep I go to bed thinking it wasn't even meant to be a letter
That it was my mother's way of saying
" It's me that's dying , you continue on"