Why do I do the things I choose?
I try to make things better,
But all I do leaves one more bruise.
Why do I keep these words inside?
All they do is want to hide
I should leave this world
We all know where’d I go
I told you to not grieve
I should have told you sooner
But now…
It’ll be all over.
I shall only be gone for a second
Then you’ll feel me with you
looking down at our old world’s view.
It’s time for me to go now.
I hope this world changes soon...
May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 8:28 AM UTC
Why do I do the things I choose?
I try to make things better,
But all I do leaves one more bruise.
Why do I keep these words inside?
All they do is want to hide
I should leave this world
We all know where’d I go
I told you to not grieve
I should have told you sooner
But now…
It’ll be all over.
I shall only be gone for a second
Then you’ll feel me with you
looking down at our old world’s view.
It’s time for me to go now.
I hope this world changes soon...
Written October 6th 15
