There’s a question that haunts me
On that leaves no one in mourn
What would life be like
If I had never been born?
If I had never been born
No one would have ever known me
I could not be missed
No dry eyes over my bury
How many lives in rejoice?
How many lives lost?
What would be different?
What would be the cost?
How much harm have I done
To all those around me?
More than I’ve done good?
Is this the only way to see?
This whole time
Have I just been a tool?
Just a replacement for someone?
Am I that much of a fool?
Is there really anyone out there
Who couldn’t live without me?
Everyone has someone else
I’m always the second to see
Am I that unimportant?
Will I ever be first choice?
Is there anyone out there
Who is able to hear my voice?
I’m afraid I’m losing them
Every day I slip a little more
I want to be the one they turn to
I don’t want to go back to before
That’s why I ask this
How much would I be missed?
How much different would the world be
If I didn’t exist?
I have so many regrets
I’ve done so much wrong
I feel like an outcast
Where do I truly belong?
If I wasn’t here right now
Whose blood would run?
But being alive, I can only think
What, oh, what have I done?
 SiGnOrA AnGeLo · Sun Nov 16, 2008 @ 11:14pm · 0 Comments |
