This life you give to me. br Oh why must it be. br It rots in the sun, br And wont stop till its done. br I am a wilted flower. br I have lost all of my power. br I use to think my life would mend. br br In my life. br I start turning towards the knife br I have bad days, then worse days. br Friends and family are just becoming a haze. br I look to the left, and I look to the right, br I truly try with all my might. br However now I know my life must simply end.