The notes are written,
It's almost the end,
I can't last much longer,
I don't think ill ever mend.
Can't save me now,
My heart is shattered,
My life is destroyed,
And i doubt it could get better.
The notes are written
To all of my friends,
To all of my family,
And to every one that i thought cared.
I could never believe you,
When you said you love me...
Why would you love me?
Im just a stupid girl trying to be free.
I can't stay much longer,
My life is destroyed, i feel so alone...
My bones are week, so is my heart
I don't know what to do... other than cry and moan.
So your notes are written,
Please, please don't cry...
Just move on in life, And say GOODBYE! ! !
So often we look outside ourselves in pursuit of whatever goals we seek. The answer is in redefining the inner self. Then go forward, there is a beautiful world out here! Take care...be well.
I all the same will write, that you all ahead, the beautiful impulsive thinking removes stress …
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is always one who is willing to use a neddle and thread to mend your hart nice poam but suicide is bad sadly common