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Matt


I wish it didn’t have to be this way But I hope you get what you wanted And everything turns out to be okay At night we pray you are at his side As you tell us to save our tears for another child But we are grieving We are hurt I can understand why more than others Because I’ve been there I’ve been to the dark side of the moon where you think there is no return With cold metal pressed against your temple Hands squeezed tight Tears rolling down your face I’ve been there with pills in the hand Wondering how many it would take to never wake up again I’ve been there But everytime I took a step back And I still wonder why Maybe it was family Or limited friends Maybe I knew deep down soon I would be forgotten and for what? To be another tally on the board of kids who couldn’t make it Or maybe I was afraid people thought I was doing it for attention, I was afraid they wouldn’t see what brought me to that point. I never craved the attention. I just wanted help Help to live And I think that is what you wanted to. Someone to realize you were in pain without even asking Someone who just knew and could relate I’m sorry I didn’t get to know you You sounded amazing People really did care More than the others who couldn’t go either I think Sweet Pat won’t talk Everyone is kind of numb Kelsey hasn’t shown up for a couple days People’s eyes are red I can’t stop crying I feel guilty But it’s not your fault for that You had no idea what you happen, you only had your imagination And you never met me so how could I’ve been part of it. I just wish I could have been there for you At least so you didn’t know what metal taste like on the roof of your mouth
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