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I miss your funny laughter...

I miss you tickling my sides.

I even miss the fights after...

because by their rules we didn't abide.



I miss you drinking my soda...

I miss you smoking me at everything.

I miss your radio blaring Chester and Mike Shinoda...

whenever you'd get the blame.



I miss playing catch in the front yard...

and letting you win when things got so hard...



I miss you helping me with math...

and following along my every path...



-I can't stand much more of this-



I miss you wiping away my tears...

I miss holding you when you cried.

I miss telling you we'd stand together through the years...

but unfortunately, you died.



I still see your smile...

although now, your face is filled with hate.

The list of fights I wont even bother to compile...

but you lied and that was your mistake.



-I can't take much more of this-



You used to stand by me...

Now I stand by myself.

When you hear of the bad person I've turned out to be...

You go along with everyone else.



Scotty, why? Why do you have to do this to me?

Why do you have to be so cold?

Can't you be the boy you used to be?

Or has being there for me gotten old?



-I cant stand much more of this-



You scream, you hate...

I don't understand why you choose to hide.

Why does this have to be your fate...

all because you've lost yourself inside?



Theres so much I need to tell you...

things no one else would understand.

I just don't know what to do...

with this razorblade in my hand.



-I can't stand much more of this-



I don't want to face your tearful eyes...

when I tell you what i've become.

I don't want you to see my self-inflicted cries...

of help that have made me so numb.



I used to be the only one to get through to you...

but I think that all may be lost.

You think all these bad things but only if you knew...

that these mistakes I make do carry a cost.



-I cant stand much more of this-



But...I pay my dues and then i'm fine...

but the hurting for you continues to bleed.

people try to drag me away from your corpse time after time...

but i promised you I wouldn't leave.



Rest in peace my beloved scott...

you'll see the truth someday.

Stop thinking hate is all you've got...

it's not the only way.