If I do it, will any one care?
If I do it, will I start to fear?
If I die, would you show up by my side?
If I tried, would you prevail?
If my blood spills, would you care?
If the blade slips would, I fail?
I must take that chance.
I must end this dance.
My anger is too much.
This is on big jump.
I choose my death over life.
I choose my death over the love.
I choose my death over you..
This is what runs threw my mind as the blade makes a deadly flesh wound.
And I start to bleed for you