If this were my suicide note, I would start off by saying why.
If this were my suicide note, I would say my life failed but I tried.
I just couldn't cut it at whatever I did.
I wish I could start over-back when I was a kid.

I would do things so differently, I wouldnt make the same mistakes.
I would have been a stronger person, so these problems I could take.
If this were my suicide note, I would tell those I loved farewell.
I would tell them not to worry- I'm not afraid of going to hell.

I would tell my mother not to feel guilty and to move on with her life.
I dont mean to cause her more agony, I wouldnt do it with a knife.
I would end it all with pills- as I tried to in the past.
It would be over before I knew it- the pain wouldnt last.

I would tell my friends not to mourn but to think of the good times we shared.
I'll always know that they loved me, I'll always know that they cared.
This has nothing to do with anyone, its my life I could no longer face.
It's all the problems that haunt my days, and the nights I cannot erase.

If this were my suicide note, I would keep it short and sweet.
Killing myself wouldnt be that easy, after all, it would be a feat.
If this were my suicide note, I would keep the mood peaceful, as well as the tone.
You come to the world naked and you leave from it, alone.

I would forgive my enemies, and bless my family and friends.
I would want to go with a sense of closure, no loose ends.
I would want people to think back and say, "what a wonderful soul."
If this were my suicide note, my life would be that toll.

If this were my suicide note, I would give those I love some advice.
Love with everything you possess, no matter the price.
I would tell them to live everyday as if it is your last.
I would tell them to let go off their hatred, to let go of the past.

I would tell them I used to live with the excitement of a child, with such thrall.
I would tell my loved ones it was simply too hard to do now, that's all.

But this is not my suicide note, I'am not ready to give up yet.
My life has begun anew, I let go off all regrets.
I embrace the pain and welcome more strife.
If that is the price for me to live, I gladly choose life.

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