I wrote this poem long time ago... when i wanted to suicide because my life was very hard to live through but thanks to some people I'm still living here today
The death of me
Oh how sweet it would be
Leaving this cold world
Having to care about no girl
People being happy that I'm gone
Even parents and friends might be fond..
Will people have cried?
That such a guy as me has died?
These things I don't know
Or if it will ever show..
Oh how sweet it would be
The death of me