So Long

I kept asking myself,
What do I have left?
Left to live for?
Left to give?

Then I met you.
I knew you were the one,
the one that could save me.
From everything, from myself.

I tried to love you.
You just gave nothing back.
You just gave up on me.
You sentenced me...to my suicide.

I have nothing left.
I have nothing left to live for.
I just simply wanted someone.
I simply didn't want to be alone.

My family, sure,
but if I am dead, I wouldn't care.
I don't want to cause them pain.
But life is pain.
Anyone who says otherwise is selling something.

My friends, sure,
but memories fade and they forget.
I don't want to cause them grief.
But life is full of grief.
What's left is to forget.

Love, sure,
but I have none.
I am alone, and I cant bare it.
I have been alone, and without you,
I have nothing left.

So I bid my due,
and I say my apologies,
thank everyone for everything.
Confess my love, and
So long and goodnight.