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One common fear is that of being forgotten |
| If I were to die right here right now Would anybody even care just how? Would anybody even know I'm gone? Or continue living life like nothing was wrong Am I not like the wind invisible but there? Am I too much of a mistake for anyone to care Does it matter not that I am screaming Is it just a coincidence that I am bleeding? While standing there holding the red dripping knife Does it make a difference I tried to end my life It hurts so much to pent up this pain I can't stand this feeling it drives me insane Am I too worthless to give half a wit? Is my life basically useless am I nothing but shit If I'm breaking down and fall to the ground Would everyone act as though they didn't hear a sound? When I'm dead and gone, will no one show a single tear? Those are the thoughts that my mind truly fears |