We all wait anxiously,
We all wait alone,
We get lost in our own darkness,
Watching those happier then us,
we never see the positive,
And we never are ourselves,
And so we go on
We live our lives as someone else,
Then it's over.
We end it.
Hoping it will make us happy.
But in reality...
After we end it,
We know we have to confront Him.
As we sit by him, He'll look at us and say,
"Your life, it wasn't right,
But hell, you tried, with all your might,
...sorry son, I gotta say, you need some time,
to think of your crimes,
and i know... I should have said yes, when you prayed for your death,
But I hoped you would want your breath,
Now it's over, and after I heard you curse,
I knew I made it worse."
And then we sit,
Contemplating what we've done
And we will see the tears in his eyes
Because we took our own, God damn lives.
