I take one last step
I come closer to the edge
I question to myself
should I go out upon that ledge?

I think of all the things
in my life that I would miss
And always in the end
All my questions come to this:

To my father whom I love,
You've given me so much.
You told me I was difficult,
and that loving me was tough.

But you told me to hold on,
and never to give in,
'cause no matter what goes down,
I've always got my friends.

To my mother whom I love,
You gave me chance at life.
You're the one who said you loved me,
when at my throat there was a knife.

To my brother whom I love,
You taught me to be tough,
And just like my father,
You never let me give up.

To my friends whom I love,
I can't even begin to say,
You've been there through all my moments,
and are still, even though you're dead today.

Sometimes I cant take it,
It's impossible it seems,
My strong legs become so weary,
and my mind and body leans.

I want to say I'm strong,
and I'll never go insane.
But each night inside my room,
my mind begins its game.

It tells me that I'm worthless,
It bends and plays my mind.
I try to hide behind my love,
but me, it always finds.

I'm sorry my dear family,
I tried so hard to hide away,
I'm sorry but I failed,
and there's nothing else to say.

I'm sorry my dear friends,
I know you said to stay,
But now you must let go,
and allow my soul to fade

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