My memory pushed away--
not much left to say.
Except I don't feel, I don't want, I don't CARE.
Leaving me begging for air...
Slowing dying.
Aching and crying.
What do you want from me?
What do you want me to say?!
I'm a big girl. I'll be okay?
I'll wake up tomorrow, even if i don't want to.
I'll smile even though it won't be TRUE.
I'll make it another day...
Is that what you want me to say?

Memories burned in my heart..
They're ripping me apart!
Stop it, take them away!
I don't want to breathe another day!...
You look so sad sitting there, writing a letter..
hoping it will make me feel better.
I'm fine, all i wanted was for you to love.
To thank God above.
Believe it or not i got all i asked for--
That and so much more.

I keep every memory, locked away in my heart.
As they slowly, and silently rip me apart.

Well one more word as i end this letter.
Don't worry. One day I'll be better.
I'll wake up tomorrow, even if i don't want to.
I'll smile tomorrow, even if it's not TRUE.
And I'll be okay.
That i can honestly say.

I promise to keep these memories locked in my heart--
even as they slowly rip me apart.