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I sit here thinking of how i could make all the pain disapear.

Maybe with 1 to the head,

i could end it all tonight,

I could be dead.

What would people say?

Would they care?

Would they even Shed a tear?

Feel pain like i did for all these years?

If you were in my shoes, would you go buy that 9mm?

And blast away all them years.

Dont sit there n Tear up n say damn i never thought she felt this way.

Maybe if you would have listened 2 my emotions n not my words all the time

you would be able 2 see crystal clear.

My fears of a 9mm 2 my head as i lay in my bed,

thinking of what the world has put me threw.

I know its not much and you say people have it worse.

But just take a look Im me not them.

Im the 1 laying in the bed.

I cant stop seeing the picture of u laying in the bed.

Me sitting there not able to rescue you.

You took your last breath, From that point my life wouldnt be the best,

As i see a tear roll down your cold pale cheek.

I cant help but think of ways for me 2 die.

Cause a life with out you by myside

aint going to be a life of mine.

It was 3:30pm when I walked outside,

I broke down n cried.

Just moments ago you were alive.

The guys came 2 get you.

I ran inside 2 try n save you from the ride,

but instead i fell 2 the floor in pain.

My eyes grew wide as they were taking you out of my life.

Now theres a hole n my heart.

The next few days werent so clear.

As i turned 2 stuff that took the pain away for the moment.

Hoping for a solution for the pain 2 disapear forever.

All i could think of was u laying there.All i could see was me buying that 9mm.

This aint a note saying im Dead.

It a note sayin how i feel.

Dont yell at me for this.It only makes it worse,

Think how i think ,feel how i feel.

Answer them questions n get back 2 me,

But remember dont take 2 long my life is in your hands....