When I was little
I was taught that the world wasn't my story
All the tears I will cry
Wouldn't even make up a sea

Tell me how I'll be found
Let it be known
Tell me who will become still
When I am shown

And I'll be forgotten in time
no matter how hard I try
I'll be a wasted life
So this is my goodbye
Wake me when I
have the courage to die
Cause I'm too scared to try
I am a wasted life
So this is my goodbye

I never wanted fame
Cause when we are dead it's all the same
Human mortality is a test on our memory

Let me know when I'll go
Will I be loved
Will someone care I'm not there
Am I enough

And I'll be forgotten in time
no matter how hard I try
I'll be a wasted life
So this is my goodbye
Wake me when I
have the courage to die
Cause I'm too scared to try
I am a wasted life
So this is my goodbye

So this is my goodbye

I'll stop hoping stop wishing
stop singing stop living
Stop, I'll stop

I'll stop moving stop breathing
Stop thinking stop living
Stop, Just stop

And I'll be forgotten in time
no matter how hard I try
I'll be a wasted life
So this is my goodbye
Wake me when I
have the courage to die
Cause I'm too scared to try
I am a wasted life
So this is my goodbye

i am going to fail this assignment
this assignment and me
failuers we are failuer we will always be
our defet is immesureable
the pain unsufferable
yet they say im capable
i should be able to thrive
yet i take a dive
i am destion to fall
i am nothing at all
yet their is a light in my life pulling me up from the shadoes
is it possibe i have found my hero
no i have found my true love
she means everything to me and i will protect her
no one can stop from this but if God says other wise then let him
for in death i will search for her till she is mine again

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.