Who am I? you ask. How long do you have? With one word that you say, I'm gone away. Within the time we share, forever will never be us. But when you say the word "Hate" that's when my hope fades away. When you say that word, it destroys me. You take this word to the next level and take it out on me.
So the day next to tomorrow, I will no longer be here, for I will leave to the sky, for more that an hour. I will disappear, into the sky, into a land where everyone never uses that word for that mean more than ever. I don't need any bags, but when the gun is put to my head. Well guess what happens then
