Suiside Note
Mourn not for what I'd do
But what it is I should have done
Remember what I used to be
Not what I seemed to have become
I wish I could go back in time
To fix the mistakes I made
I started to feel guilty
About all the people I betrayed
I'm sorry to the young ones
To whom I showed no care
I'm sorry to my friends
If ever I wasn't there
I'm sorry to the preps
For all the times I killed their buzz
And I'm most sorry to my beloved
For everything I was.
This poem was written by Cel Laroque on May 23, 2007.
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Sweet...i like it. Oh i find beauty in sadness, so that's why i like it so much. It was really good.
Bye