Tuesday, May 18, 2004
i'm sorry if i hurt you,
i'm sorry if you cry.
i'm sorry that you didn't see,
that i wanted to die.
seeing you go,
hurt me so.
don't you cry,
not one tear.
i'll always love you,
i'll always be near.
true, i was young,
but i broke; i couldnt take it.
my life was done,
so i'll not fake it.
the pain i felt,
intensified and amplified.
but what can i say?
all i can do is sigh.
when i'm gone,
i want you to see
that i was not happy,
and this is the way it had to be.
in this note,
you see my glory.
my life, my death,
is my sad story..
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