• Walking out on people breaks your heart to think of
    But when in reality I am already
    All the hearts I broke I’m sorry
    I didn’t mean it to come out like this

    I walked back and fourth in my room
    The knife gripped hard in my hand
    Already blood dripping down to the ground

    Sorry for you, that all cared
    Such a burden I brought upon those of you

    Such a violent way I bring our forever to a soon end
    But it’s the best for those and I

    So I called upon end that day
    But instead I woke to the sounds of the weeping