Life feels like it's gone,
As I wait for the break of dawn.
Wishing I could overcome...
Everything that has been done.
Tears begin to overwhelm my eyes,
I cannot hold them back no matter how much I strain and try.
Asking myself why me why me...
Am I the special one who has no soul to see...
Looking around my solemn dark cell,
I wonder if I will be promoted heaven or demoted to the pits of hell.
I close my eyes as a poor attempt to hold back a tear...
Nobody knows how much I wanted somebody near.
For I am the one that will die in fear...
Or I am the one dreading the next year...
For now I will sit tight.
And hold on to life with all my might...
For I have learned taking my own life isn't right.