Once suicidal,
Now deciding twice,
                  Should I?
                  Could I?
                  Would I?
Will they miss me?
Will they care?
Do I even exist?
Or just another passing bliss,
A growing flower just dying of thirst,
I mean, you were special,
You were all I’ve ever wanted
Now look at what you’ve done,
You’ve created another broken ship
As you sail along the sea
Looking for another prey,
Will this ever stop?
Will you just settle down?
With your crippled heart,
Making broken promises,
Salty tears and,
Angry voices,
Look at you,
Trying to convince yourself that you’ve matured,
That you are not who you were five years ago,
But it just looks like you’re five times worst...........