"how I do want to die,
but I don't want to die either,
how I want to love you,
but I don't want to hurt you too,
how I fear that if I died,
and you wouldn't have a clue,
how it will leaves a dent,
a scar.
to your delicate precious soul,
but how do I even begin to live,
when my home is miles away and nowhere to be found,
so do tell me how,
to continue,
to carry on,
to be who I used to be."
