Dear Self
What if te don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last giorno on this earth?
What if that two minuto conversation te had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time te ever spoke to her?
What if te never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile o talk to him ever again?
What if te later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would te be proud of the life te have lived?
Will te regret something that te did o did not say?
Would te be proud of how people would remember you?
Would te regret not taking più chances, o not telling him what te really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My cuore racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
What if te don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last giorno on this earth?
What if that two minuto conversation te had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time te ever spoke to her?
What if te never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile o talk to him ever again?
What if te later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would te be proud of the life te have lived?
Will te regret something that te did o did not say?
Would te be proud of how people would remember you?
Would te regret not taking più chances, o not telling him what te really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My cuore racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..