I’m slowly dying form the inside out
And there will come a day
That I must take my own life because the constant pain,
Will be too much to bear.

And those who love and care about me
Will cry and mourn over me
And they will already know the pain I suffer.

But those who don’t care to take notice of the pain
Will be forced to see it as they lower my casket into the ground.

(And this will be the punctuation to my life.)