Would you..
Miss how I talk?
Miss how I walk?
Miss how I stare?
How is any of this fair?
Would you..
Cry for me?
Perhaps revolt at it
Or stand in your pit
Wondering if it\'s your fault I quit.
Would you..
Break to your knees
Scream, break and destroy
Eternally blaming yourself
Knowing I had not one bit of joy.
Would you..
Realize I\'m gone
Or simply deny?
Do you still stand tall
Or ask yourself why?
Would you..
Hold me tight
Stare in to my eyes,
Feel my sorrow
And hear my cries?
There\'s no more time..
The clock has stopped.
On the floor I have dropped.
Death has finally came
And everyone\'s to blame.