Wrong Choice
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Leading my life
Hoping to fall
The world's too big
I feel so small.
Will I make a difference?
Will anyone remember
This cold, fateful day
Late in September?
The knife I held
Was bright and shining
It swore a promise:
"Death is the silver lining"
My dreams are impossible
That's what everyone said
I didn't want to hear it
I wanted to be dead!
There were people I would miss
And I hoped would miss me
But I didn't really care
I'd be free.
Now there's blood
Running down my arm
I gasp for breath
I scream in alarm.
I yell for help
But no one's coming
The results of my wish
Is absolutely stunning.
I lay here bleeding
Facing death on my own
For once in my life
I don't want to be alone.
