I wonder what its like to die
to get away from this horrible life
to stop suffering,
to be happy for once

i'll see you there,
and I hold you tight
and you'll tell me its alright

you'll look into my eyes and ask me,
" why are you here? your too young,"
and i'll say, " I was just done"

im done with my life here
my life is pointless

I want a taste of what she has