I’ve already mourned you. You’re still here, but I know that, in time, you won’t be. You make the same choices without remorse, Missing out on so much— This one life you’re wasting.
Soon, I’ll lay flowers for you. I’ll feel the sadness, But no one can help you. Only you can change yourself. We’ve tried, time and time again, Only for you to throw it back in our faces.
You don’t care. You only care about one thing. That will be the end of you.