Would you cry
If i were to die
By the time it was sun rise
Would the pain in my heart fade
If i took a pill, a strong will against my name
Does it matter at this point
To live or to die
When your heart aches
Causing morbid take
Does it rain for a reason
Is my love stained for the season
To live or to die?
Why is my freedom such a ride?
Does the taste on my tongue fade
Because there isn’t a single care being made
Will i get better in the future
Does my heart ache in the withholds of my suitors
Does he want me?
Or does he want what I can give
Why do I give anyway?
Why do I give all the way
Why do I give me away