This is about a close friend I lost to depression. I always thought it would get me first...
Saturday must have been a pretty bad day,
Cause you made Sunday your last day.
You were brave to question them,
But were you brave to die,
To see what lies beyond?
Or were you afraid to live on,
Did you woss out of the fight?
You deserved to die,
You earnt it.
You were selfless enough to stay alive
Finaly you thought of yourself.
No one saw your finest hours,
When you strived and lived on.
Every one saw your greatest failure,
When you passed on.
Rest,
And eventualy in pieces.
Colin.
Saturday must have been a pretty bad day,
Cause you made Sunday your last day.
You were brave to question them,
But were you brave to die,
To see what lies beyond?
Or were you afraid to live on,
Did you woss out of the fight?
You deserved to die,
You earnt it.
You were selfless enough to stay alive
Finaly you thought of yourself.
No one saw your finest hours,
When you strived and lived on.
Every one saw your greatest failure,
When you passed on.
Rest,
And eventualy in pieces.
Colin.
