Every waking moment is like I’m…
taking my last breath
of air…

Now I’m sitting here…
In my room…
plotting my suicide…
Should I hang my self?
Should I stab my self?
or jump from the top of a tall
building like the Empire State...

All of these suggestions are
looking me in the face and laughing
but I could never bring my self to commit
suicide.

While looking out the window of my parent’s
PT Cruiser…
I can’t help but wonder…
what would my life be like if
you had not broken up with me?

We get to the Empire State building…
the same building that
King Kong climbed…
Can I make it through the tour of the
Empire State building without having a nervous
break down and to…
have the strength but not the courage to do so…

Committing suicide that is…
If I do that I will be breaking
the HEARTS’ of my LOVE ones while
taking away the pain…